Lay off the caffeine???

It's been a while. I should tell you up front that I'm writing this instead of writing my Law Review Comment, which has already been rejected once and is likely to be rejected again.

Anyway, as I've said before, I only panic about small things. It's the big things, like Law Review, that seem to not trouble me or keep me up at night. Oh sure, I usually have a brief flash of panic when I first wake up in the morning, but as soon as I hit the shower, the big issues seem to go away, and I turn to the real meat and potatoes of my mental life: not having clean sneaker socks, scheduling in laundry time, and of course, timing my departure so that I can grab lunch, make the bus but not have to wait for more than 2 minutes. Gee. I'm glad I'm so good at pondering the meaning of life.

Anyway, today I want to talk to you about Starbucks. Well, coffee generally. Every day I have this internal debate over it, and it is starting to really wear me out. (Yes, even I get tired of this stuff sometimes.) Here is my problem: I hate Starbucks coffee. It's too bitter. But it's so convenient (ah the genius...). There is one near my apartment, one near the bus stop, and one across from school. Any place I go, really. But it's gross. So then all of these other options come into play: I could go to Foster Bros. or 7-11. But Foster Bros. is one of those annoying "coffee-house-arty-folky-hippy-non-armpit-shaving" joints. Um, no thanks. And 7-11 only has those little fake cream thingies. Um, ew. Okay so that leaves school and Whatsa Bagel. School coffee is gross, plus it claims to help some little children in South America or something. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for helping the little children, but I fail to see how the Law School generates that kind of cash flow. Plus, I'm sick of having a moral lesson at every turn around school. Can't I just drink my coffee with the knowledge that I'm an over-educated, over-privileged, white American, and not feel bad about it? Crap! So back to the choices: this leaves Whatsa Bagel. By far, the best coffee in C. Park and maybe even upper NW. BUT it's across the street. So then I have this whole internal debate. Do I leave early, go there, then go to school? Do I go there, then take the later bus and be late for class? If I DO go there, do I then HAVE to buy a bagel? I mean, is it weird to go there and not buy a bagel? It IS a bagel place, I mean, geeze. The problems just keep compounding and compounding. Plus, even though it's the best coffee, it's the worst cups and the worst lids. Talk about spillage! I have to wear a tan unitard just to cross the street without noticeable stains!

Anyway, you see where I'm going with this. It's not so much indecision as the constant realization that once one decision is made, there is an endless parade of new decisions that are tangential. It's exhausting. I just want some coffee.

I guess I could just make my own... but then I need to buy filters... should I get the cones or the baskets...