The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

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Caffeine, oh how she eludes me...

With much more deftness than the women who just tell me to "Fuck off," the nectar of consciousness has slipped from my grasp once more.

There's a little machine that makes cafe mocha in our office. It's costs 25 cents. I put in my quarter. Put my cup where it belonged... the machine was out of the mocha part, so I got a cup of uber watered down coffee. Totally not palatable.

Fie! Fie on you!
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