coffee cup

One of Ryan's posts reminded me of a story. I was sitting in the cafeteria at breakfast. Deanna had gotten up to get some cereal, and while she was gone, I became intensely aware of how good my coffee was that morning. Before I knew what I was doing, I was singing "yum yum yum yum. yum yum yum yum," in a high pitched voice while staring intently at my cup. Then from the corner of my eye, I see someone skirting the table. I'm still singing, as I realized that they've stopped. I look up up, and a complete stranger is staring right at me. He doesn't say a word; he just turns around and walks out of the cafeteria. Needless to say, I now try to keep my coffee cup serenades within the confines of my room.