More-y X(cess)much!

ex·cess [ikˈses,ˈekses] noun
1. an amount of something that is more than necessary, permitted, or desirable.

Whoever thought of "The more, the merrier." is probably a business person persuading you that your something is not enough to impress people you don't know.

Woken Up By A Coffee Maker

Coffee Maker. It was number three in my wishlist for our office department's Christmas party. My list also had a Jenga Blocks, which is number one, and 3 boxes with 25 bags each of Steuwart's Pure Green Tea. Came the night of our party and I was surprised because my Japanese manager picked me and he bought me this coffee maker for 10-12 cups. It was big. Was I happy? Er... kinda? I was hoping for the Jenga Blocks because I already imagined myself having fun playing it with my siblings and nephews. Coffee maker... well I just added it on my list because I can't think of anything else and it's number three on the list so I thought my picker would prioritize the number one. Our wishlist items should only be around 500php but he said it is less than 1000php. I insisted on paying the additional amount but he insisted on saying "Don't mind it (because it's Christmas)."
Fine.

I already have this french press container that Dan bought me because he knows I (we) love coffee. It's simple to use. Just put the right amount of coffee grounds, put boiling water, stir a bit, then press the lid to filter the grounds and set them at the bottom. Voila! Coffee! Though there will be little debris of grounds when I drink, I just usually let them sink and then I drink slowly. It's also easy to clean. Just swish it with water and it's ready for another round.

This morning, I've decided to try the coffee maker because it's oh-so-fancy! I checked how much power it "needs": 800W. I calculated its consumption rate based on a formula and found out that it costs 8php/hr. I've also read the manual for first time use (water only). Then when it was ready, I got excited putting my coffee grounds and pouring the right amount of water. I watched it as it made whirring and sucking and dripping sounds. After a few minutes, my coffee is done. I added sugar and creamer and started savoring it.

Aaaaahh... coffee.

For a moment it was just perfect. But then I thought, taste is the same (as with the french press) only it has no debris. After finishing my cup, I started removing the filter, the funnel, and the carafe. It took me several minutes and some more water just to clean them. Then it just woke me up.

In case you don't know, all of you will die!

I had a weird dream last night:

I did something rude to someone at work and the HR asked me to go to their office as if they are the guidance counselor (aren't they?). When I arrived there, no one talks to me so I asked questions to other people who are not working there. But every time I ask, the answer is always "No." I'm the only one talking and everyone's busy so I felt awkward and then asked, "Can I just read my book?" But the answer is still "No."

After a while, I felt like I have nothing to do there so I left. But then my manager rushed to me while I was walking and he said, "Why did you leave? Someone wants to talk to you there." So I went back. Then there was a crowd. They're like extras in a movie... background people. I forgot what they were talking about but then they started smoking. In a movie, when one started smoking in the background, it's ok, but in my dream, everyone started smoking. So I "thought" this is scripted. Then all of a sudden, the HR manager spoke on a mic. She said, "In case you don't know, all of you who smoke will die!" Then there were gasps... a wave of gasps. And I was still confused of what's happening.

After rereading this dream that I wrote, I was shocked.
My subconscious is insane.