coffee

Day 9 -
Old Wounds May run Deep,
But New Ones Hurt Like Hell!

“Having gone to sleep at 2:30 a.m. and having woken up at 5 a.m. this morning, coupled with an entire day of smoking fatties, as you can well imagine I was wiped out. What I needed was Starbucks.

Specifically, I needed a super-sized Starbucks drip-of-the-day. I’m not quite sure what super-sized translates to in the bullshit foo-foo Starbucks lingo, but it’s the largest cup they’ve got. They’re pretty good at Starbucks about not fucking with you, if you venture from their seemingly proprietary size terminology—even a term as obnoxious as super-sized. I guess they figure if you need that much coffee, you’re probably in a shit mood anyway. In this case, they would have been right.”

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