  where terrorism is an ever present threat, there's nothing like a cup of hot cocoa to make one feel as though at least their little corner of the world is ordered and tranquil. Unless the coffee you use to prepare said cocoa is pure shit. The coffee we're supplied with at work is named for the company I work for. That's Red Flag #1. It's a "special blend" that comes to us in large bags that we put in the freezer. In the morning, I ladle out 8 scoops for our "Ultra-Maker" and after exactly 7 minutes, it produces a beverage that looks exactly like coffee but tastes like the trough at Blow Buddies on Wet Wednesday. I try to focus on the positive and put two packets of Swiss Miss in the cup. That cuts the noxious acidic taste and if you don't think that this might be what piss tastes like with 2 packets of Swiss Miss, you're fine. As a liberal, open-minded kind of person, I feel the need to state if you do make your cocoa with urine, it's alright.
By now, it's become apparent that-- once again-- I have nothing to do at work and here I sit working up a post about making a tasty beverage with pee. I'm finally excited about Christmas. My good friend Chris is coming home from DC for a few days. I'll do Christmas Eve with Chris's family, eating a stunning quantity of Italian food, and drinking good wine and enjoying each other's company. Chris's parents are very important to me. They're kind of the parents I never had. And since my parents are still aghast at the thought of their son, The Sodomite, spending Christmas with them, I go to Chris's parents' place and there I'm treated like family. Christmas Day we'll be at friends. I'm even going to get some presents! 
