Coffee.
I like it, probably more than I should.
I like coffee mostly for the flavor, but also because of that magical and entirely legal drug known as caffeine. I love me some caffeine, but it's become a fairly serious addiction. If I don't get my coffee, I get shaky hands, I start feeling like my heart is going faster and faster, and then I get panicky and my head hurts...
It's bad.
Today, I didn't have any coffee! I was super proud of myself. I work in a coffee shop, and I did not have even one little bit of espresso all shift.
I did have a Vanilla Coke. And also some tea. They're both caffeinated, but that's not important right now. What's important is that I did not have coffee, and I did not die. I'M ALIVE!!!
If I had all the time in the world at Starbucks, I would make ALL the drinks. Today I invented this thing that I shall call the Dreamsicle Frappuccino, which I have never tasted, but the semi-awkward high school boy who got it said was delicious. I feel inspired. If you come visit me at work (whoever you are) and order something sort of basic, and tell me to surprise you, I will make sure it is just fantastical, or at least somewhat weird. I want to experiment with non-coffee drinks and fruity things, especially since we just got a new line of juices in. So many tasty options.
Really, all I should worry about is how to make the perfect...
wait for it...
ORANGE MOCHA FRAPPUCCINO!!
{Imagine a picture of Zoolander here. My PC is an entire wad of douche and won't let me put in pics}
Anyway, it's late and I should go to bed. I would like to be there before I get tomorrow's daily email from the college.
Blue thought for the day: My shiny blue shoes are not entirely broken in, but still entirely awesome looking. Fact.
Track for the day: "So Good" by B.o.B. Also, he's hot. Just saying.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Brownie Fail.
Usually I enjoy making food, mostly because of what comes after it (EATING!!). I like to pick stuff out at the grocery store to mix together and hope that everything will eventually end up tasting deliciously like something I will enjoy putting in my stomach. Tuesday I picked up some brownie mix and a package of Oreos at the store, and thought it would be a great idea to make brownies with Oreo pieces in them.
It probably would have been a great idea; but I am not very good at reading directions. There were literally three steps listed on the package and I think I read one of them. The last one, which told me how hot to heat the oven. I did that right. However, I didn't put them in the right size pan, and I didn't measure out the oil or water that I put in them. I actually added some water because I knew the pan was too small and deep (it was a hot dish pan) for brownies and adding water makes them less brownie-like and more cake-ish, and I was afraid the Oreos would do weird things to the batter.
I cooked them long enough. At least, I think I did... I kinda lost track of time, but I did check them to make sure they were solidifying appropriately. They were. So theoretically, they were going to be delicious. They even looked delicious when they came out of the oven.
However, they have the texture of water-filled sponges and are not-so pleasant to eat, even when soaked in butter brickle ice cream. God, I love butter brickle ice cream. It's like every childhood butterscotch dessert got stuffed into the amazingness that is ice cream. It's the flavor that makes me pretend my stomach doesn't hate dairy.
I'm going to go to bed. But tomorrow, I'll stick what's left of the Brownie Disaster of 2012 in the oven again until it's crunchy, and then use it as a topping for my ice cream. Or maybe I'll just throw it. In any case, lesson learned; I will probably just make other people bake things for me from now on.
Blue thought for today: Blue must secretly be everyone's favorite color; think of the percentage of pants that are blue!
Track of the day: Up All Night by Alex Clare (because I am currently still awake and it's 1:27, and I wake up at 6...)
It probably would have been a great idea; but I am not very good at reading directions. There were literally three steps listed on the package and I think I read one of them. The last one, which told me how hot to heat the oven. I did that right. However, I didn't put them in the right size pan, and I didn't measure out the oil or water that I put in them. I actually added some water because I knew the pan was too small and deep (it was a hot dish pan) for brownies and adding water makes them less brownie-like and more cake-ish, and I was afraid the Oreos would do weird things to the batter.
I cooked them long enough. At least, I think I did... I kinda lost track of time, but I did check them to make sure they were solidifying appropriately. They were. So theoretically, they were going to be delicious. They even looked delicious when they came out of the oven.
However, they have the texture of water-filled sponges and are not-so pleasant to eat, even when soaked in butter brickle ice cream. God, I love butter brickle ice cream. It's like every childhood butterscotch dessert got stuffed into the amazingness that is ice cream. It's the flavor that makes me pretend my stomach doesn't hate dairy.
I'm going to go to bed. But tomorrow, I'll stick what's left of the Brownie Disaster of 2012 in the oven again until it's crunchy, and then use it as a topping for my ice cream. Or maybe I'll just throw it. In any case, lesson learned; I will probably just make other people bake things for me from now on.
Blue thought for today: Blue must secretly be everyone's favorite color; think of the percentage of pants that are blue!
Track of the day: Up All Night by Alex Clare (because I am currently still awake and it's 1:27, and I wake up at 6...)
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Grace Windsor Wexler
The one thing that has been totally consuming the majority of my thoughts for the past 2 1/2 weeks and especially for the last few days is my new car, which I bought all of 6 days ago.
I named her Grace Windsor Wexler, after one of the characters in my favorite book when I was in middle school, The Westing Game. In the book, Grace Winsor Wexler is a mother of two who likes to make herself seem much more glamorous and exciting than she really is. Kind of like my car. Very shiny and nice smelling and new, but really not very fancy or exciting to anyone but me.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on my car. I LURRRV Gracie. I keep figuring out new things about her, like the fact that when I hook my iPod up to the stereo system, I can browse and everything RIGHT THERE on my DASHBOARD. Whaaaaaat. I've also driven a full 100 miles now, and I haven't even used a quarter of a tank of gas. It's so great! Between the lack of interest on payments and how much I'm saving in gas, I do not regret buying a new car at all. I've just been so excited. I even changed my cover photo on Facebook to one of the two of us together. Super cute.
On a different note, I already have 3 parking tickets for this car. Someone needs to tell campus security to lay off. They won't let me apply for a parking permit because I don't have license plates, but they still think it's ok to give me tickets for not having a parking permit. It hurts Gracie's feelings.
Blue thought for the day: My blue BR dress is not appropriate for windy days. Not without shorts underneath it, anyway.
Track of the day: "Take A Walk" by Passion Pit
I named her Grace Windsor Wexler, after one of the characters in my favorite book when I was in middle school, The Westing Game. In the book, Grace Winsor Wexler is a mother of two who likes to make herself seem much more glamorous and exciting than she really is. Kind of like my car. Very shiny and nice smelling and new, but really not very fancy or exciting to anyone but me.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on my car. I LURRRV Gracie. I keep figuring out new things about her, like the fact that when I hook my iPod up to the stereo system, I can browse and everything RIGHT THERE on my DASHBOARD. Whaaaaaat. I've also driven a full 100 miles now, and I haven't even used a quarter of a tank of gas. It's so great! Between the lack of interest on payments and how much I'm saving in gas, I do not regret buying a new car at all. I've just been so excited. I even changed my cover photo on Facebook to one of the two of us together. Super cute.
And here's a picture of the two of us together.
Blue thought for the day: My blue BR dress is not appropriate for windy days. Not without shorts underneath it, anyway.
Track of the day: "Take A Walk" by Passion Pit
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Good Morning!!
I have mountains of homework to do, so clearly the best thing to do right now is start a blog!! I've started blogs before... and they've always kinda petered out within a few weeks, but I think it's due to the fact that I always feel like I need to make them AWESOME and profound and all that jazz. That's too much pressure, and no one really wants to read all that anyway. My lovely coworker and friend Taylor (read her blog at http://taylorislovinglife.blogspot.com) reminded me that blogging is mostly for the fun of it. So here I go!
I really like the color blue. I am currently in the process of doing laundry (I was almost out of socks, and those are important because otherwise my footses smell rather a lot) and I kid you not; I have one load of white clothes, one load of black clothes (Starbucks clothing), one load of socks and underwear, and an entire load of BLUE CLOTHES! I do not kid, at least 65% of my clothing is blue. That considered, I'm generally dressed in blue. Like now. I guess you could say I'm always blue, but it's always the best kind of blue. Someone once told me that people's favorite colors often coincide with their eye color and I fall into that category for sure.
Well, I started this post last night and it's now morning. GOOD MORNING! It's ok, I'm wearing blue again. Buuuuuut I should break the fast and finish with some homeworks before my day begins for realsies. Whoever you might be and wherever you're reading this, I hope your day goes splendidly.
Track for the day: Bright Whites by Kishi Bashi.
I really like the color blue. I am currently in the process of doing laundry (I was almost out of socks, and those are important because otherwise my footses smell rather a lot) and I kid you not; I have one load of white clothes, one load of black clothes (Starbucks clothing), one load of socks and underwear, and an entire load of BLUE CLOTHES! I do not kid, at least 65% of my clothing is blue. That considered, I'm generally dressed in blue. Like now. I guess you could say I'm always blue, but it's always the best kind of blue. Someone once told me that people's favorite colors often coincide with their eye color and I fall into that category for sure.
Well, I started this post last night and it's now morning. GOOD MORNING! It's ok, I'm wearing blue again. Buuuuuut I should break the fast and finish with some homeworks before my day begins for realsies. Whoever you might be and wherever you're reading this, I hope your day goes splendidly.
Track for the day: Bright Whites by Kishi Bashi.
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