i absolutley hate it when i put too much sugar in my coffee.
it's sort of a "i could go into a diabetic coma by drinking this." meets "my teeth run the risk of falling out if i drink this." sort of thing.
and i always seem to get the same sort of half frown from the barrista when i pour a quarter of my cup into the trash and ask for them to top me off. i really can't help but feel that they're looking down on me. of course when they do pull that i sort of think to myself, "fuck you, at least i'm not 25 and working at starbucks."
"i have measured out my life with coffee spoons" :: t.s. eliot