Spiked Coffee

Every morning I drink one cup of coffee at home and then pour the rest into my gigantic Greenberry's mug (Hi Charlottesville! I love you!). This vat of coffee sustains me while I sit at my carrel in the library during that long stretch between breakfast and lunch (because duh my life revolves around my meals). So it's 11:00. I've been at my carrel since 9:30, and have almost finished my vat of coffee. It's tasted a little off all morning, but, in typical MF fashion, I decided to ignore it. Now, however, as I approach the dregs of my coffee, it's struck me why it tastes off: the mug wasn't thoroughly washed out, meaning that I've been drinking coffee spiked with dish soap all morning. LOVELY.

So now I'm going to the campus center to BUY a coffee that is, hopefully, soap-free. Happy Monday, everyone.