The Vagina Monologues
The Vagina Monolouges
- Mandielynne
- Dover, Delaware, United States
- So what to say about myself? I am a genuine, sincere, and trustworthy person. What you see is what you get. I value honesty and integrity to no end, and try my very best to live my life in a way that exemplifies both (although lately, I have been known to digress from that path... don't worry, I'll find my way back). I am one of the nicest people you'll ever meet. I don't see any point in making enemies or judging people. Ironically enough, I'm also extremely socially retarded. I never know how to act in any situation, and I'm constantly saying the wrong things at the wrong times. I don't think before I speak, but in a sense, I guess this makes me a very honest and blunt person. I'm quirky, weird, crazy, odd, whatever you want to call it - I'm a giant ball of eccentricities and idiosyncrasies that very few can actually appreciate.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
My blood type is coffee.
When Tony & I first started dating he introduced me to Starbucks ( a bit more expensive than my usual crap pot of coffee brewed at home as well as tastier). I have him to thank for my addiction to this tasty yet refreshing treat. I didn't realize how quick I would get sucked into a routine of mouth watering cravings for the stuff as well as the need to go with Tony on his everyday coffee runs just so I could pick out a new flavor to try.
One day my addiction started to stray away from Starbucks when a bad experience led me to not want to look at the stuff. Tony ordered his usual cup of coffee one morning in his "Starbucks vocabulary way", and like an idiot with less experience in the coffee language, had agreed to order exactly the same. I took a sip of what I thought would be a sweet dreamy treat that I was use to ordering and found that I may have made a mistake by agreeing to get the same as him.
Halfway to my moms house my tummy was hurting and my tongue felt like it had a slab of dry mud on it. I finished my coffee that day (20 oz) and thought that it would be a waste of money if I hadn't. Later on my tummy was rolling and when I told Tony my tummy had hurt the entire day and I was sore from going to the bathroom so much, he stated it must've been the coffee. I am a coffee drinker and it was not the coffee Tony! Yes he agreed I was a coffee drinker but not like he was accustomed to drinking. Apparently it was almost 4 and a half shots of espresso with lite cream. My gosh no wonder I was unable to remove myself from the toilet. Never again!
As times are beginning to get harder on the economy I have decided to stray from my usual Starbucks outings to a cheaper and just as tasty alternative, the caramel iced coffee at Dunkin. The cup is huge ( which is perfect since it takes me twice as long to suck it down) and the service is a bit faster since I can pull into the drive thru when I'm running late! I prefer Dunkin now also because the lattes are so amazing. My man is a Starbucks man & I am a Dunkin girl.
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