an open letter to coffee (rated pg-13)

Dear Coffee,

People are so wrong about you. They say you're bad for me. Well, you know what? If you're bad, I don't want to be good.

Don't get me wrong- Tea has been really good to me. Someday, I'll probably settle down with Tea. I can imagine us cuddled up on the couch together on rainy Sunday afternoons. We'll read our books, or the Times, and listen to the beating drip-drip-drop against the window. Tea makes me feel so comfortable; I have this safe warmth radiating out from my belly when we're together.

But, Coffee, please don't get jealous. Tea doesn't keep me up all night- you do. It's incredible that even your scent gets me going. When I know you're close by, I just have to have you. How many times, late at night, have I moaned my appreciation of the things you do to me? You're the one I need at this point in my life.

I guess what I'm trying to say, Coffee, is that I love you. And you are so fucking hot.

Unabashedly yours,
Jenna

uber feminist

Yesterday, I described something as both patriarchal and hetero-normative. Hmm. Someone get this girl some combat boots... AMIRIGHT?! ::nervous laughter::