House blend and hot chips

I'm drinking some house blend coffee from a local coffee shop.  Without a ten thousand dollar coffee machine, the house blend at home in a plunger is a happy second.  With a little patience, and a stir or three in the coffee plunger, it's close.  Still very happy with my pod machine, but now I can walk around the house, the kettle and plunger combo are open for business.

My finger and toe nails are painted a cheery metallic.  Painted nails cheered me up yesterday when I had a very unhappy stomach.  I took one of my chronic fatigue treatments a little far.  My standby for stomach upsets worked, after I tried all the other supposedly effective treatments.  Hot chips and more hot chips always seem to work.

I treated myself to a newspaper and watched some more House television episodes.


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