This morning I felt wretched.
See, I had to get up and make coffee so that I could be awake. But to make coffee, I had to be awake. This, obviously, was a problem. Yes? Yes.
I pulled a mug out of the dishwasher and made coffee in it. Problem solved, right?
There was something funny about the coffee, though. It was oddly smooth, going down, like drinking liquid velvet. There was a kind of sweetish taste to it, too, that reminded me of the taste that water gets when it's sat in the bottle for too long.
Didn't take me long to realize that the odd flavor and texture was from soap. I guess I hadn't rinsed it well enough or something and there was still soap stuck to the inside of the mug, and it dissolved quite nicely in the fresh hot coffee.
I thought about throwing away my soapy coffee, but I realized that it'd be a waste of perfectly good if odd-tasting coffee, so I slugged it back. Then I started feeling wretched, because if you drink soap it plays havoc with your innards. I slugged back a mug of very hot, very rich cocoa, and that helped still the gurgling, but the slight wretchedness remained.
So if I vomit sometime today and it comes up bubbles, I'll know why.
I should go and get more coffee... from somewhere that won't have soap in it.
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February 2nd, 1972 - June 6, 2010
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Jon Foster Steele
February 2nd, 1972 - June 6, 2010
Artist, advocate, brother and friend.
May he receive comfort, and inherit peace.