Ok, so it was a long night work graveyard. I spent 6, YES SIX, hours arguing with the FAA about this one damn circuit. I finally get the problem proved in their network and get to leave the office I'm at at 7:00 am.

On the way back, just a 1/4 mile from my home office (where I pick up the company car) there is a Starbucks. I think, there is nothing that really makes they day seem maybe ok like some tasty over priced coffee, a fruity muffin, and flirting with baristas who very obviously need a dose of what nwnnguy has injected deep, and with the way I was feeling today, it would have been real. fucking. deep....

So on the way in they had a little sign advertising their holiday coffees. The Peppermint Mocha caught my eye and I decided to give it a try.

Oh my god, like sex in my mouth, multiple partner screaming sex, in public, with a likely arrest following. So good I have been thinking about making the 20 minute drive (yes, country life > *) back and getting another one. The only thing keeping me here is the lack of sleep and the knowledge that I really am not supposed to have caffeine of any amount.

So I sit here, frustrated in two ways (nwnngal has been out of town taking care of her father since just after Halloween) trying to get some rest.




There is a story somewhere in this babbling....

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