we're young, rich, and rull of sugar

[bossymarmalade]

The Twelve Year-Old Boss came and huddled in my office for a bit, because his is apparently freezing while mine's stuffy. Then he went out and got us both coffee. Double Americanos.

Now, dude, I like coffee, quite a lot. But I had to put eight sugars in this motherfucker to make it even slightly palatable. I'm going to be climbing the goddamn walls by the end of the day.

At least it'll help me get through finding prices for the film items on this stupid capital expense spreadsheet I'm working on. It's always fun trying to track down a price on a telephoto lens that doesn't exist. Sigh.

But, I'm listening to Wyclef Jean's The Carnival and that makes me happy. I love this album so, so much--it didn't leave my CD player for half a year after I got it. Reminds me of the Caribbean. Heh, yeah--fancy that!

Comments

[safti]

Ahahaha! Dude, that's four shots espresso. *amused*

Good luck on the lens.

[bossymarmalade.livejournal.com]

Sweet Lord. I like coffee, but that doesn't mean I know how to translate the menus. Four shots? No wonder I was a jittering loon by the end of the day!

And I think the spreadsheet is actually going to be finished by today, so, yay! And thank you, sweetie. You're such a little doll. *snuggle*