The only reason I am come to work today is for a big mug of coffee. For some reason I just can never make coffee like the guy at the office does it. There's something about it, its creamy richness, the right amount of sweetness, I am so accustomed to having a coffee here at my desk while checking your blog, yes, yours; that I can't fathom having a coffee anywhere else in the morning. Braved the wind, and the hint of a dust storm that makes Kuwait look like it was sieged by "the Mist". There is also the fact that I am here because I had to report to work while everyone else twists and turns in their beds. I will never stop complaining about not having two days off. But its okay, I have coffee I guess.