Green tea, please.

(OK, any tea. But I'm now drinking to my health with green.)

I'm scared of flying because I'm scared the plane will plummet to the earth with me inside, screaming and wetting myself whilst begging someone as helpless as I am for help.

I still fly.

I'm scared that a drunk driver is going to run into me when I'm walking around my neighborhood at night, listening to some tunes and thinking about architecture.

I still walk around my neighborhood at night.

I'm scared that the things I sometimes put into my body will eventually lead to sickness.

I still drink coffee, occasionally have a smoke, drink alcohol and eat fried chicken, complete with a butter drenched waffle.

I'm scared of a lot of things, but I enjoy the things I like, and so long as those things are not an injury to others, I'm going to continue to enjoy them.

If I live to be a hundred, I don't want it to be because of deprivation.

I still live in the Seattle area and I still don't drink coffee. I've even worked as a barista. (But this was back when it started and they weren't called baristas yet.)

oh my god, how did I ever end up here?

I've been doin' the coffee thing since I was 9.
I used to use my milk money to get a small black java and a plain cake doughnut on the way to class .... in the 5th grade!

you people are just freaks.
:coffee: :coffee: :coffee:

To those who says coffee is bad for me: fvck off and give me my latte!

Where's our resident coffee expert when you need her? :)

Had a heart attack. (Said jokingly, of course, since I have no idea who the resident expert is)

Now wouldn't that have been easier if you had just said:

Had a heart attack. :p

No. Because then I would have had to deal with all the bull**** resulting from me using a smiley (and besides I posted one in the last week so my quota is up).

Also, it was a very last minute decision to add it after I submitted it and realized that with my luck it would turn out the expert was someone currently in the hospital near death so I wanted to make clear I didn't know who the person was.

I drank 3 cups of coffee and skipped lunch today. I've lost track, does that mean I'm going to die of a massive coranary tomorrow or that I'll live to 115?