Lazy Sundays and a coffee confession

Cruising the internet this morning, coffee almost fully consumed, fighting back a foggy hangover for a bit. Feel compelled to share a shocking secret with you. See, when I measure the water for the coffee in the morning, I know that if I run it up to the 6 cup mark, I'll have enough for two large cups, but then a little left over in the pot. I end up throwing away this left over portion every day. Why do I do this? Is it wasteful? Why don't I fill the pot just under the 6 cup mark so I know I won't have any left over coffee to discard? I think there is some part of me that likes to view this left over portion as some sort of reserve, to be discarded most of the time, but to be used in time of great need. Like this morning. When I felt the hangover returning I hustled back out to the pot, dumped the rest in my cup and sloshed in a healthy amount of whole milk and sugar on top.

Wow, I don't believe I've ever written such a self-involved blog entry. Is this what you're supposed to do with your blog? Treat it as an extension of that crazy, rattling part of your mind where ideas bounce around freely, never being required to move through any filters? Is there some analogy I could draw between that and coffee and the water that could be saved if I only would measure less than 6 cups?

Fascinating, in the most sarcastic sense possible.