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Sunday, November 25, 2007

I'm clearly a child of the Starbucks generation.


Cause when there's leftover whipped cream, from all the pie Sandy made, I seem to think it goes in coffee.

To my credit, we were outta milk, and I gotta have something dilute the taste of... ummm... coffee... in my coffee.

Man, I wish there were just a way to inject the caffeine straight into my veins I'd be good to go.

[Shoot, that's how people get hooked on meth... they're just looking for a good caffeine substitute.

That's my theory and I'm sticking with it.]

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