The Best Part of Waking Up

The best part of waking up is NOT folgers in your cup. Wanna know why?

It's because there's no good part of waking up, at least not this morning. Sure, there are varying degrees to the suckage that is waking up, but to say there's a 'best part' implies something non-suckage related.

Although Folgers is fairly suckage, so it's theoretically possible that the best part of waking up is the suckage of folgers in your cup because its suckage eclipses the other suckages invariable intertwined in the waking cycle.

I don't know if any of this amounts to a hill of (coffee) beans. What I do know is that the best part of waking up this morning would have been waking up to an extra sunday, a real sunday, not a mad-dash-to-finish-your-third-assignment-in-two-days sunday.

Since that clearly did not happen: Fahk Folgers.

There's No Accounting For Fun

So you think YOUR life is fun?? You can't top me.

Exhibit A : I never thought falling asleep at my desk with my head dangling in awkward positions could feel so good, but I now know exactly how good it feels. Booyah!

Exhibit B : You haven't lived until you've meditated on the statement: "Firms using the purchase method must allocate this aggregate purchase price among each of the assets and liabilities acquired and the subsequently amortize them." Just TRY to top that one!

Blech.