Thien + 3 odds coffee + sunday 8am != good mix

ok, i'll try to write this blog while i'm still buzzed up on coffee.. in order to have a true experience, picture me reading this out loud, record it, and then hit the fast forward button for super fast movement and take the voice, speed it up by 1.52342 time (those exact decimal less or more will not be real experience) and you got my current state of mind. Putting happy go lucky fromage music (anything that resembles BSB, spice girls, n'sync will result a jumping dancing Thien).

so random thoughts will be the nature of this post. So watched the most pathetic Habs game i have seen so far. First of all, we were playing against our eternal rivals, the Toronto Maple Laffs.. err.. Leafs. For you non hockey people out there, there is a very big rivalry between Montreal and Toronto. I won't bother going into details since my readers consist of a Laffs hater and she knows everything about it. Needless to say, I don't like them and it also turns out to be the worst team (this is a purely and non bias point of view, i'm seriously, look at the standings, they one regulation win, 2 overtime win and the rest are losses) and we manage to win in shootout, AGAINST THE WORST TEAM. And to add insult to injury, we gave up a 2 goal lead within the last 3 minutes of the game.. shame on you habs.. SHAAAAME

Coffee is probably my biggest vice, after turret freaking goddam syndrome. I can't live without coffee. People thing I'm addicted to this wonderful substance because it keeps me awake. That statement is partially true since I need it to keep me awake but if that's the sole reason to keep me awake, might as well take crack or cocaine or crystal meth, does the same effect. I really REALLY like the smell and taste of coffee to the point that i'm borderline snob. I can sort of tell if a coffee is on a drinkable scale or not, from undrinkable (either taste like dilluted coffee, sour coffee or taste like burned coffee. I will literally spit that out) to insanely good (you'll know if i have a really good coffee, I tend to be in total extacy, with a huge smile on my face and i won't say nor hear a word. I'll be in coffee nirvana). I'm so happy I'm not catholic (even if i were, it is a known fact that I'm going straight to hell, no purgatory or anything, with 3 of my buddies. Our seats have already been preassigned, although I would request a front view of the lava pit.. where i can witness people suffering through eternity)

Ok, so the coffee effect is slowly wearing off.. back to work