SO, I work in an office environment obviously, and there are a lot of people there who seem to pretty much live on, or cant function without coffee. This shits me, because I dont drink coffee and I think its pretty pathetic how these people rely on it so much. (Although its probably a bit like me and porno, but anyway) I've never enjoyed coffee, there is an aftertaste to it that feels similar to what I imagine eating a big scoop of toilet business would taste like. I've always liked Ice Coffee Big M's though, bit odd.
Anyway, recently I was given a coffee by someone at work who bought too many. Free hot drink, it was a bit nippy (cold, not...oh you know what i mean) in the office, so i thought 'what the hell' and drank the coffee. You can imagine the shock and anger I felt when I realised I didnt mind the taste of this flavoured hot water. This from someone who has actively voiced his disgust at coffee drinkers and their reliance on the beverage for years! Ive always been a green tea drinker.
SO, this was about two weeks ago (sorry I didnt blog about it earlier, but I didnt want to alarm anyone until I had some substantial and conclusive findings) and in the last couple of weeks I've been having a coffee probably once every two days. I'm drinking one now!!!
SO, my conundrum is this. Should I continue to spiral into the depths of reliance on this once so strongly opposed beverage? Or should I stand defiant in the face of welcoming warmth and caffeine, and stick with my lifelong friend Green Tea?
Just as a little footnote, my (Still drunk) girlfriend has just ridiculed me for the cup of coffee that is sitting in front of me.
Back to the blog...
Its been a quiteish week for me, Wednesday night the highlight when a few of us gathered at my house to watch the Danny Green fight. Green wasnt actually fighting in my lounge, but if he was he would have got a run for his money, I've got skills. So we all had a couple of beers and watched the fight, fun evening.
last night headed to a cocktail party with some friends of Rhiannons, and while I played (and lost) PS2 with a seventeen year old all night, Rhi was getting off her wondor drinking all sorts of stuff. We left about 11pm to journey into St Kilda to meet friends at Metropol, and arrived about 12.
I was lucky enough to snare a photo with superstar Jet Ski rider and entrepeuner Gavin Lawley
There was a bit of pippy in attendence, check out these little beauties, phwoar!
Note :By this time Rhiannon had nicely topped up her blood alcohol readings by another couple fo vodkas...
It wasnt all fun and games though ladies and gents, luckily we had two nurses in the area when disaster struck for Mark Howell, with a bright yellow 'flant' (flying ant) type creature (could be a marsupial) burrowing its way into his ever inviting left ear cavity. We were only able to capture one picture of the incident, but this picture shows the pain was obviously excruciating!
