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Wednesday, October 6
lost machinery
it is necessary to contact an old friend who lives on the periphery of park slope, or at least used to when we last spoke over a year ago, in order to reclaim (o how i hate that word) my coffee machinery. i left a small, one-cup espresso pot with him as well as a coffee grinder. there are other things, but this is the coffee section. i keep saying i'm going to do this but i don't.
there are other options, my friends.
i have strange coffee ideas sometimes. which conflict with what you know of me. with what i know of me. as previously noted i sometimes wish instant coffee. why is that? instead of seeking the source of this desire, i will simply note it. like the clouds that pass in meditation. note the cloud. see it pass. say goodbye when it dissolves.
another strange coffee idea is that those teabag style coffee technologies are somehow acceptable. well, they are. if i am a visitor at someone's house, they are acceptable.
i wonder, are they also acceptable in my own home? maybe. it may be a good idea to get some. you know, just in case.
i have a judgment about not preferring freshly ground bean. that i should always prefer that. well, i usually do; but i don't always. so shoot me.
1:03 PM
