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I really am becoming addicted to that first cup of coffee in the morning. I'm not sure who I blame more -- ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
agamisu, or that restaurant owner in Florence who refused to let me have tea, and instead served me my first cup of exquisitely-made cappuccino. Or possibly some recent ancestor, who also gave me my taste for fermented goat milk and other reportedly disgusting things. Currently drinking fresh-ground Jamaican Blue Mountain, and feeling decidedly decadent.
The reason for the coffee is that I'm in the middle of another rush line-edit (their failure to plan/make deadline is apparently making my livelihood). The author is award-winning and multiply published. The plot is not impressing me, mainly because part of my brain is going "but that's silly" as I work my way through it. But one reader's silly is another reader's fascinating, so....
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agamisu, or that restaurant owner in Florence who refused to let me have tea, and instead served me my first cup of exquisitely-made cappuccino. Or possibly some recent ancestor, who also gave me my taste for fermented goat milk and other reportedly disgusting things. Currently drinking fresh-ground Jamaican Blue Mountain, and feeling decidedly decadent.The reason for the coffee is that I'm in the middle of another rush line-edit (their failure to plan/make deadline is apparently making my livelihood). The author is award-winning and multiply published. The plot is not impressing me, mainly because part of my brain is going "but that's silly" as I work my way through it. But one reader's silly is another reader's fascinating, so....
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