it’s a little freakin’ warm on the deck tonight.
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Daily Archives: July 11, 2007
how to be 30% more annoying.
1. Start more sentences with: “Does this look infected to you?”
2. Three words: American Idol Ringtones.
3. Look enviously at anything anyone is eating, and say, “I wish I could eat (insert name of food here), but it goes straight to my hips.”
4. Quote any of the following: Paris Hilton, Jerry Seinfeld, Oprah, Sigmund Freud (or any animated series.)
5. Forget your wallet when you go out. A lot.
6. Three more words: No Pants Fridays.
7. Get a panicked look after you eat anything, and say, “Was there nuts in this?”
8. Listen to anyone’s plans of any kind, and say, “Well. Must be nice…”
9. Three more words: Harry Potter Fanatic.
iced, iced mocha.
Ooooh, the happy taste of an iced mocha when the air is GENUINELY HOT as you leave your house in the morning.
There are few things that really compare to the flavour and the temperature and the joy. Generally, I don’t like anything as sweet as a mocha can be, but some days? Yes! PERFECT.
The best iced mocha I ever had was after giving up coffee for Lent about five years ago. The morning my fast ended, I woke up (I was on vacation in Kelowna) and insisted that my friend drive me IMMEDIATELY to Starbucks. I don’t think he really wanted to go, but I’m a hard girl to refuse when I’ve been waiting for something a long, long time.
I ordered an eight-shot iced venti half-sweet nonfat mocha. They asked me to repeat it four times, not because they didn’t understand, but because they didn’t WANT to understand.
EIGHT SHOTS OF ESPRESSO. WITH MOCHA. AFTER 40 DAYS WITHOUT COFFEE.
Needless to say, I was a really inspiring person until about 2 pm, when I dissolved into a pool of tears, and insisted that we “get more… can we get more? I need some more. How about we get more. How about now?”
Totally not an addict, though. Promise.