Today I went to work.
It was 5 am, so I needed coffee.
I ate a box of chocolate-covered coffee beans, drank a few glasses of cherry juice, and then Manuela called asking if I wanted her to bring me a coffee on her way to work. What kind of person says no to a coffee being delivered? Not me. I told her to go ahead and throw another box of chocolate-covered coffee beans in as well.
We bought four cupcakes, because how is a person supposed to choose just one of the scrumptious flavors?
We tested mocha, carrot cake, vanilla and the famous red velvet.
And this …
… is why I hurt here (hurty areas highlighted in red):