You know, that sound from Law & Order that signifies a scene change and a wratcheting up of the tension?
Today will be Day 1 of no Dunkin Donuts.
(This is where I pause to sigh and bang my head on the desk.) A while back I weaned myself from four large iced coffees to two per day, switching to black raspberry seltzer water in the late afternoon. But they jacked the prices again. Two large iced coffees were $4.74 on Monday and $5.19 on Tuesday. It might not seem like a lot, but there has to be a line drawn and I guess I drew it at $5.00.
One major problem—I make the world’s shittiest coffee at home. Seriously, the only reason we drink it is because it has an automatic timer and when you’re staggering and bleary-eyed in the morning, shitty coffee hot and waiting is better than making instant yourself. I’ve tried pretty much every brand (including DD), but—whether it’s my cheapo coffeemaker or my inability to measure properly—the stuff is barely drinkable.
Since I will be drinking really shitty coffee while trying to wrestle with Sven, I’ll probably be a little scarce. I’ll be reading, but probably not commenting because it seems everywhere I look there’s at least one author acting like a total moron. I’m not sure how kicking DD cold turkey will affect my brain-to-fingers filter, so I’m going to say as little as possible in as few places as possible.
Sven can run, but he can’t hide.