The Ego Episodes

Wednesday, Apr. 27, 2005

H-O-T-T HOT!

Today I walked to the exam hall, thinking, oh no, I’m about to be slaughtered -- wait! I’m not going to complain! I thought you should know that contrary to expectations, I felt good after taking that paper. See? Good news, for once! Also, I have every right to be lazy for the rest of the day.

Now on to something interesting … Okay, something interesting … I can’t quite move past that sentence because every 5 seconds, my brain is screaming, “IT IS SOOO HOT!!!” I want an air-conditioner!

This is not your normal open-the-windows-get-blasted-by-multiple-fans kind of hot, okay? This is HELLISH HOT. I know I use HELLISH a lot but I could not think of a more precise an adjective to describe the weather we’re having. HH weather makes you think of crazy things like getting a basin of ice to soak your face in for a good minute, or until it’s just short of numb. HH weather makes you wish you have a refrigerator for a room, and who … are you … is that you, Don Juan de Marco? Have you come to take me to your island so that I’ll finally get to wear a flow-y skirt, wrap a bohemian scarf around my head and escape from the taunts of pretentious tunes that are Bon Jovi’s attempts at reinventing his songs only to come up with songs stripped of melody, they are a pain (A PAIN) to listen to? And other hallucinations of that sort. Finally, HH weather makes you lose all concerns for modesty and just walk naked play with the thought of walking in your room, naked wearing nothing but a layer of undies clothing made of the most delicate breeziest material.

Wow, I just totally talked about the weather.

In other news, I love breakfast -- especially, when someone prepares it for you. Today I woke up early and came to the lounge in Donny's block promptly at 7:15 am for a short (but sweet) breakfast of Pop Tarts (Frosted Wild Berry) and orange juice. Okay, let me focus on the pop tarts. They should never (ever) be warmed in the microwave or eaten straight off its wrapper. Seriously, I didn’t know better, that every time I take a bite? I felt that there’s got to be more to a pop tart than this.

There IS more. See, all this time, I’ve been doing it wrong, until Donny showed me how. Y'all: POP TARTS SHOULD BE TOASTED. (Hee, kind of makes you think about Britney Spears, doesn’t it?)

I repeat: TOASTED. POP TARTS. There’s really no other method of releasing the true potential of a pop tart than a good five minutes or so in the toaster. You’re welcome.

The other day I felt so restless (okay, bored) and IT’S JUST SO HOT that I decided to make myself a beverage. But not a cold one, because I’m all about having eccentric habits (But do trust me on the toasted pop tarts; it’s so good). I made café mocha. I filled a tall and fat Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf thermal mug and felt like I was floating after drinking just half of it. So I put the leftover coffee in the fridge, tried it today and it’s even better as iced coffee!

Here’s what you need:

ground coffee beans of choice
Ghirardelli in Double Chocolate cocoa or any cocoa powder in hand (but please, no Milo. You will regret it.)
½ cup milk

First, brew coffee using ground beans. The ground beans I used was from the Philippines, courtesy of Amras. While waiting for the coffeemaker to complete its task, heat the milk in the microwave until very hot. You might want to add some evaporated milk for added creaminess (in my case, I did). Mix in about two teaspoons of Ghirardelli cocoa (I usually double this amount) to the milk and stir until well-dissolved. Dilute cocoa/milk mixture with the freshly brewed coffee, adjusting the proportion according to the desired intensity of coffee flavor. If too bitter, add sugar (but personally, I don’t see the need).

Finally, enjoy!

Warning: Excessive amount of café mocha ala Joycie will render you sleepless at night so it is advisable to take it in moderation, unless you are cramming for a test, burning your eyebrows (heh), or doing an emergency marathon of Desperate Housewives episodes.

{ joycie at 5:56 p.m.}