Saturday, April 14
a hint of...obsession
I think I am developing an unholy obsession with iced mochas (sans whipping cream) from Starbucks. Which is disturbing, because I used to abhor Starbucks. But now I have an iced mocha, well, practically every day. Just now I caught myself thinking of that cold chocolate-y coffee goodness, wishing I had one. My last one was yesterday. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), the nearest Starbucks is too far away for a night-time tryst and I neither own, nor want to own, a coffee maker. Nor do I have any milk. So I will have to live without.
In other news, I hate can openers. Violently. Unashamedly. Delightedly.
Spiteful buggers, they are.
~Currently playing: 98.3 CIFM~
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In other news, I hate can openers. Violently. Unashamedly. Delightedly.
Spiteful buggers, they are.
~Currently playing: 98.3 CIFM~
