Coffee Machine Difficulties

Welcome to the 6^th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha

Subject: The Difficulties of Instant Coffee

“Still hate the new job Sara?” Tabitha asks, as Sara returns from work.

“Well, hate is a strong word. I don't like what I'm doing, and the people so far don't seem that competent. They even complain about the coffee machine being difficult!”

“You have one of those k-cup things right? Don't you just put the thing in and hit a button?”

“Oh, one of those things? I hate those machines. They make such crappy coffee, and watery stuff too.”

“That's the one. Actually, we recently upgraded. We had the simple in, press brew, grab cup, one. Then we got a new one for whatever reason. This one allows you select the size of the brew. Four, six, eight, or 10 ounces. Allows for stronger coffee if you want it, no one gets it thought.”

“Is it really that tough? Truthfully, is just brewing coffee that tough? Like in a regular coffee pot?”

“No one wants to take the time to set that up, and we'd go through it too fast. I guess people just don't care about quality. They just want their jolt of caffeine.”

“Just the concept of weak or strong is too complicated for them huh?”

“Seems that way. I hear nothing but complaints about it, given that I'm still sitting in the kitchen.”

“I find a good cup of coffee is a big stimulus for writing. I'd probably vomit on the page drinking that instant crap.”

“Guess you haven't had a good cup of joe in a while then.”

“Hey! I've been writing..sort of. Thinking about writing..that counts right?”

“What's that they say? The road to clearance rack books is paved with good thoughts?”

“Are you really a writer if you only think about it? Doesn't that make you a 'thinker'?”

“A philosopher!”

“I'll pick it up..It's been a rough couple of weeks for me. I did think up a possible book idea though.”

“Haven't you had a dozen book ideas over the years? Maybe you need to really sit down and write this one.”

“Maybe. At least I know how to make coffee.”

“I was never arguing that you didn't have a leg up over most of the 'computer geeks' I work with.”

“Want to head down to Starbucks and needle Scott and get some coffee?”

“Sure, lets do it.”

Ann's Book

Welcome to the 6^th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Writers Workshop

Sara is standing in the kitchen with the fridge door open, looking in.

“Hey Ann! Do we have anymore yogurt? And how did your writers workshop go last night?!” Sara shouts.

“No and good.” Ann says, walking out of her room.

“Billy ate the last one this morning.”

“What can I say? I like yogurt.”

“It was basically a sell for their 10 week workshops, but I might consider taking one. It'd be a good experience.”

“That's cool. Maybe you'll have a book out before we know it.”

“As long as it's not too long.”

“And you have to have a hot chick on the cover.”

“Maybe two.”

“And they could be kissing.”

“Oooooookay then. I haven't even decided if I'm taking a class yet and they're thinking up porn to put on the cover.”

“Just don't give them any input on what your 'about the author' picture looks like.”

Ann shudders at the thought.

Here I Am!

Welcome to the 6^th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann

Subject: Ann's e-note

I'm not at home, but I read my roommates' post searching for me, and decided to leave an e-note instead of responding directly. At least this way they won't make fun of me using whole pads of post-its for my note. I feel like Nemo after reading the post; Tabitha as the father clown fish, and Scott as Dory.

First I want to say thank you to the Barmaid and hope she's okay after her last post. We got more traffic from her link to our blog Sunday than we'd had all of the previous three months, and I think we may have even snagged a regular reader or two.

I've had a busy week, and certainly a better one than the Mets. (Sorry Sara) I've got two big surprises, which I don't want to reveal in this note, but if you're all in for late night snacks and drinks at Catalina's Friday night, I'll meet and explain it all to you there. Frank and Sara, you guys aren't headed to one of the subway series games this weekend right? Both surprises will be explained when I show up, although they're not related in any way.

I visited my parents out on the island. I was briefly hanging out with an old boyfriend, who it turns out only actually missed one part of me. I had some of my mother's delicious ravioli, and caught up with my family and read some books I'd been meaning to read for a while. I really enjoyed Angels and Demons by Dan Brown, I'd been meaning to read that since Sara lent it to me after we saw the Da Vinci Code.

I left my job at the library, which is what allowed me the time to visit my parents. The job wasn't bad, and I wasn't worried about being stuck under a pile of Harry Potter books, (excellent visual there Scott, thanks.) but it was time for me to move along.

My writing ambitions have picked up again, and I think a lot of it has to do with making myself write this blog. Having my roommates help out with it has been a great relief too. I was discussing the blog with an old friend, and she mentioned that our lives resemble the tv show Friends in many ways. She suggested I should write a script based on the blog, like a Friends episode. I've never written anything in that format, but I might try it just for the sake of trying something new.

I have been coming and going at odd hours, especially since I haven't wanted to pay the peak LIRR train fare to go out on the island. However, I have indeed seen my roommates this week, even if they haven't seen me. I'll leave the details for discussion over drinks Friday night.