Monday, January 02, 2012

[breakfast]

[january.2.2012]
[breakfast]

Coffee.

Usually three cups. Sugar and vanilla coffee creamer.

Sometimes if I remember, I add a banana, oatmeal or toast with my Dad's ginger-apple jelly.

The only problem with this breakfast of champions is coffee breath.

Remember that old English teacher, with the flannel shirt, sweater vest and corduroys, that one always carrying a coffee mug ? Remember the way he would lean over you to answer a question and you were smacked in the face by his stale, warm coffee breath ?

I strive not to be like that English teacher. So yes, I am overly conscious of whether or not I am radiating coffee breath.

It could be worse. At least I don't smell like nasty cigarettes, or like I took a bath in a tub full of booze and then tried to cover it up by spraying my entire being with perfume.

In any case I usually keep mints and gum in my purse, just in case. (That same purse, that I usually wish I wasn't lugging around....)

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