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Will Someone Please Go Get Me A Coffee?

Cherielabombe

08:24 / 04.12.04

Good morning Barbelith!! So nice to see ya and read up on all the threads I never have time to read or contribute to! But I'm a wee bit hungover... Could you just go in the next room and make me a coffee so I can keep reading before my internet time is annexed?

And while you're up, if you don't mind, I could go for a nice cheese omelette as well.

Thanks!

D Terminator XXXIII

08:33 / 04.12.04

I think, on the other hand, that you should prepare me a nice meal before I clock it in. I've spent the past evening boozing myself up, watching movies, and eventually getting a late night visit, with whom I've had had sex with the entire night and morning too. So I'm slightly worse than you, I'd gather.

That omelette sounds good.

■

08:34 / 04.12.04

Milk and sugar? And I hope you like the fines herbes I added to the omelette. Anything else?

Cherielabombe

08:43 / 04.12.04

Wow, such fast service, thank you! Just milk would be fine...

Oh, and I've had a request for some donuts. Krispy Kreme would be the best of course, but you know.. whatever..

Cherielabombe

08:47 / 04.12.04

Bumble B, what wouldja like? I'd get it right away but I'm pontificating around the barb at the moment..

D Terminator XXXIII

08:55 / 04.12.04

I think the soda can by my side took most of the alcoholic comedown's nauseating effects away - so, all I'll require now is a lit Marlboro, which I also happen to have. I'd like a taste of your omelette, though...

Bear

09:03 / 04.12.04

I just woke up and I think I have a little bit of a hangover and I didn't even drink that much.

Coffee is a good idea and a bath, a bath of coffee.

■

09:12 / 04.12.04

and Berocca. I used to pooh-pooh its magical effects, but never again. Force a glass of it down.

Bear

10:18 / 04.12.04

I've not had Berocca in a long time but yeah it really really helps, I'm cool now though about to go buy a light bulb!

And a PC fan! Wooo

Cherielabombe

10:46 / 04.12.04

You've probably passed out by now BumbleB, but sadly I no longer smoke ciggies *looks smug* and thus cannot help out on the Marlboro tip. I do however have a lighter on hand for occasional weed/cigar smoking, and you can borrow that if you need a light.

Ganesh

11:03 / 04.12.04

Would that be, as the little East European woman in Tom's Greasy Spoon would say, a nice cup of coffee? Or would you like a mediocre or foul one?

Up and bleary-eyed (dreamed I'd just finished a nine-hour Batman Exam - exhausting). Have agreed to cover a weekend shift on the walk-in service, though, so need to drag my carcass in to work.

Kit-Cat Club

11:19 / 04.12.04

I'm actually *in* the office...

alas

12:41 / 04.12.04

My dog poohed on the floor this morning. I'm drinking coffee with a little milk, and paying my bills. Car insurance! Arrgh! Do most of you pay all your bills online? I only do the phone bill that way. I have no idea why I resist...

Loomis

17:54 / 04.12.04

Paying bills? Direct debit, dahling. Only way to fly.

Sorry I wasn't around to provide you with premier barista service Ms Bomb. Was dragging my worthless skin all over town in a Christmas shopping bloodbath. No shop left unscorched, depsite nearly fainting form lack of sustenance halfway. Back at home now and have revived with red wine.

Did you make it through the day or did you electrocute yourself by falling asleep and drooling over the keyboard?

sleazenation

18:18 / 04.12.04

I despise and resent direct debit.

I do not trust any utility company to have access to my bank account, and more I object to being charged an addition amount for *not* giving various utility companys access to my bank account.

Ariadne

18:21 / 04.12.04

As for me, I'm likely to faint from the red wine that's been imbibed since shopping. But more sustenance is currently bubbling away.
A night in, at the weekend. It has to be a good sign about our 'making friends in Edinburgh' mission that this is the first time we've had a weekend night at home in ages and it feels luvverly.

Ariadne

18:24 / 04.12.04

I understand what you mean about direct debit, sleaze, but really, it does make life a hell of a lot easier. I've too much other shit to think about, without having to write cheques for bills.

alas

19:09 / 04.12.04

I have been dithering for a long time on this bill paying thing obviously. My phone bill is direct debit; I just feel a little like sleazenation about it, though, even though it makes my life easier....

I'm going to hear a local band tonight and be with friends. For me its a good sign if we're actually going out on a weekend night. Pitiful social life, really.

Loomis

19:12 / 04.12.04

Yeah sleaze you are 100% right and I used to refuse to be forced into direct debiting as well. But then I got lazy and eventually gave in. I know that our increasing dependance on electronic banking will make it easier for Big Brother to eventually fuck us all over in a cashless society but, y'know ... lazy. Shiny things to play with.

Cherielabombe

19:48 / 04.12.04

Yay wine!! Boo christmas shopping! Actually yay Christmas shopping but boo other people christmas shopping at the same time!! As a morning person, I like to hit oxford street at about 10 am, do the shopping and shimmy out of there by about noon, when the horrible rush arrives.

Yes I have survived the day , thank you for asking, and also thank you for the "real coffee" offer, and am now working on some red wine myself.. having a lovely time all cozy in the home. Now I need someone to refill my glass. Qu'est -ce qu'on va faire?

Loomis

20:31 / 04.12.04

Yay wine indeed. I'm now getting back onto it after the post-dinner slump. Now the food has settled and the wine is sidling up to it.

We've given up on the tele and back to the internet. Billy Connolly in New Zealand was a bit, um, well a bit dodgy. Did he always employ so many racist stereotypes? hmm. Saturday night tv. Can't they just re-run I Love 1979 or something?

Mourne Kransky

03:28 / 05.12.04

I no longer smoke ciggies *looks smug*

Smugness is so-o-o-o unattractive. *cof*

Cherielabombe

08:23 / 05.12.04

LOL. Also I hear smugness makes you smell like an ashtray.

And so mademoiselle morning person has tidied up the flat AND made a lovely breakfast all while a certain monsieur continues to slumber away. Go me!

As I am very up and at 'em this morning Barbelith I would like to know would anyone like one of my special Cherielabombe breakfast sandwiches? An egg, bacon and low-fat cheese on toasted organic wholemeal bread. This can be made to order, just a bacon sarnie if you like, and for the vegans in the hizzouse I'm happy to rustle you up um, what say a nice portabello mushroom with spinach and something of your choosing? Or would you prefer just the bread?

I can also do an atkins-friendly no bread version for those in need..

Loomis

08:42 / 05.12.04

So many choices! What I need right now is someone to pop up the road to Valvona & Crolla to pick me up some lovely Italian rolls and their amazing tapenade with chilis in it. And an espresso for after. The money's in an envelope under that mat. Thanks!

ONLY NICE THINGS

08:51 / 05.12.04

Ah... I have just had lovely vege breakfast, cooked at home. Vege sausages, beans, peppers, onions... I just need some coffee now and I am set.

And it isn't even noon.

ONLY NICE THINGS

09:25 / 05.12.04

Ah, coffee.

I was pondering getting one of those new low-pressure pod coffee makers, but there don't seem to be fairtrade coffee pods, so scratch that idea...

■

12:37 / 05.12.04

What I need right now is someone to pop up the road to Valvona & Crolla to pick me up some lovely Italian rolls and their amazing tapenade with chilis in it. And an espresso for after. The money's in an envelope under that mat. Thanks!

NOW you're talking. That bacon sarnie didn't quite hit the spot, so I think I'll pop in and buy some nice cheese and proscuitto on my way to see Napoleon Dynamite. (Funnily, V&C's pastrami is rather crappy. Wonder why?)

Ganesh

12:55 / 05.12.04

Enjoying an early-afternoon breakfast of ultra-thin pepperoni pizza, breezily enhanced by the whooshing of wind in my hair as I plummet from the Atkins wagon.

Puts me in mind of those times when, as a stroppy pre-adolescent I'd demand to know why we couldn't have pizza for breakfast - and my mother would inevitably counter that, once I was an adult with a home of my own, I could eat whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. In your face, Mum!

(Xoc being a determined ophidophobe, I'm unlikely ever to achieve the other 'when you're an adult' pledge, that of getting a pet snake. It's okay, though; I think that was more psychosexual than anything else...)

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