made a small (SMALL) pot of coffee but did it on auto pilot and used the usual amount of scoops (enough for a full pot) (pot is family sized) and the concoction I’ve brought into existance can no longer be considered coffee. it is dark enough to show Narcissus his reflection. Boss music pours from the spout. four shots of adrenaline housed in the confines of an 8oz mug. my Palpitation Potion, if you will. if this beast takes me out know I died by no means but my own hubris like god intended.
