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These words are the last testament of Jesus Christ in the New World.
Monday, April 19, 2004
When I started working in an office, I started drinking a morning cup of joe. Like, during college i drank coffee, but it wasn't regular coffee, it was fancy, european coffee faggoted up with steamed milk and white chocolate and ill-conceived socialist leanings. When I started working at an office, I started drinking coffee the way men drink it, the way my dad drank it, black, hot, and out of an oversized novelty mug with a star of david on it. But then, one day, the coffee machine broke down. My work is a bullshit tech company with lots of fancy ideas about the future, and apparently in the future we get shitty coffee made for us by a robotic machine vaguely remeniscient of what the future looked like in 1977, but the point is, one day the coffee machine broke down, and I realized I had a problem. Somehow, along the way, I turned from a normal coffee drinker into the Mom from Long Day's Journey into night, I just stood there, staring at the coffee machine, screaming "mama needs her medicine!"
