…and once more, something was right with the world.
February 26th, 2001If coffee has come up in a conversation with me recently, you'd probably know that I'm living with a family that drinks instant coffee — by preference of taste, none-the-less. Now this, you see, is quite a problem.
For a while, I thought I might actually be able to handle the situation. It can't be too bad, if they actually like the taste, can it? Well, after being here for seven weeks or so, I think my body had had enough — this afternoon I caved and bought a half-kilo of Zoéga's Blue Java. No more than a few minutes after I arrived home from school, Görel had helped me dig out the ol' coffee machine, I'd given it a quick scrub and started it brewing a pot of magical elixir.
I feel so much better already.
Nothing else too exciting happened today, though tomorrow we have a Swedish test, so tonight I may do a little study for that. Then again, I might not.