I have never had a blog, but right now writing a blog entry on barista exchange is the only option. Why? Because I am in the midst of a coffee crisis. Well, not in midst, I guess, because I am currently enjoying a tasty cup of Papua New Guinea Kunjun that I picked up from Trabant earlier today. But I am definitely on the brink of a crisis here, because soon it will be gone.
It is 3:20am. The first day of my KEXP internship is today and starting in less than two hours. I'm catching a bus to the station at 4:09, and I have not slept because I decided it wasn't worth it to try seeing as though I tend not to go to sleep until 2 or 3am most nights anyway. I have never been in a position where I have had to get up this early, except to catch a plane or two, and I haven't pulled an all-nighter since finals in college. I am not used to this fuzzy-brained feeling that comes from staying up all night and knowing that I won't be able to crash until... at least 8 or 9 hours from now. And during that time I will be assisting not just any DJ, but one who I have been listening to since high school and admire a great deal; I will need to do things right today. On no sleep.
Which brings me to the problem, which is this: I have to be at the station at 5am, and probably will be continuously busy until 10 or so, and there is no place where I can get coffee that opens before 6. I am almost out of the coffee I already made, and I have no travel mug to bring it in anyway. I think I am going to be forced to stop into one of those 24-hour diners out of desperation, when what I really want to do is break into Trabant (and by "break in" I mean unlock the door with my key during closing hours) and make myself a latte with many, many shots, but thankfully I am not yet sleep deprived enough to think that this is a feasible plan. I foresee wandering around downtown in the dark and probably stumbling into the Hurricane, where reviewers on yelp have reported having the worst coffee of their lives.