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On the 99% of mornings when I don't stop at Starbucks (usually it is an after work treat), I make my own coffee. And no, none of this fancy pancy Tassimo stuff, (I'm an accountant people, I like my coffee cheap, even if that contradicts what I just said about Starbucks), I make it the old fashioned way. In a coffee maker. That has a fancy timer, so that it's ready in the morning. Whoever decided to put a timer on a coffee maker is a genuis I say! What about on weekends when I don't know what time I will be waking, you say? Well Ryan is my timer. I send him out before I get out of bed and he makes a whole pot full. It's ready when I crawl out of bed and I drink it all morning until the coffee is gone.
And this is why I get withdrawal headaches.
There you have it, a ramble about my love for coffee.