What Is

The opposite of warm? Well, the current temperature for starters. -34 last night and -38 this morbid morning. (the iPod corrected my spelling of morning at first to morbid, so I decided to go with it) C or F? Well, when you're this close to the intersection point, does it really matter?

It's cold, for those of you still wondering.

I did exit the gym to drive home in my shorts, though. Reminds me that I'm alive. Or that cold hurts your shins when they're bare.

One would think that I would've learned by now...

My only complaint being I wish that I could've cross country skied before this.

I'm under the assumption that everyone needs to listen to Queen's 'We are the champions' or the Scorpion's 'Rock you like a hurricane' before taking an exam. I did most excellent on two midterms after those songs. Call me ridiculous, but I think that it's effective.
Sort of like me calling in fish this summer. Here fishy fishy fishy.

I believe that I'm becoming a coffee snob. I quite enjoy it.
Background information: I drink coffee for the novelty, not the caffeine. If I wanted caffeine, I'd drink AmiN.O. Energy.
I would take a cup of coffee to work in the morning with my breakfast, and enjoy them while reading the news. When I came to school, I was craving the taste. I've had three bags of coffee since. (Haven't drank three bags, just tasted) Sumatran is so far the best. Smooth, rich, and a hint of chocolate. Tanzanian, I'm still assessing it. Strong, powerful, and a kick of an after taste. The strangest of the bunch: Yemen. Bitter and powerful to drink, and (not joking) fruity afterwards. Like blackberry/darker berries.
My feelings on espresso and coffee shops: cappuccinos are the only thing worth drinking, but it can be a challenge to find a good one. If you're brave, try those two shot drinks. The pure espresso.

All of this is written like I've been to a million cafe's and have had a plethora of blends.
I'm not conceited...