I went out to the kitchen to make coffee — yards of coffee. Rich, strong, bitter, boiling hot, ruthless, depraved. The lifeblood of tired men.
--Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye
Dash must have her morning half & half, though 5:18 is a little early to be getting up. Hitting the snooze button means knocking her off the bed. She'll leave me alone for 7 minutes before jumping on me again. Oh well, I need to be up anyway...
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