starbucks

At Starbucks last night I ordered my drip coffee and as I was staring into the Case of Fattening Foods (also known as their pastry case, but I prefer my more accurate name) when I decided to get something to eat (which I usually don't.) Sitting on a display stand in the case was the Pineapple Passion Coffee Cake. So when the barista asked me if I wanted anything else, I ordered one. Well, close to one. Looking right at the Pineapple Passion Coffee Cake, I asked for...

A Personal Passion Coffee Cake.

*sigh*

I think I'm just way too lonely.

shamelessly stolen from somewhere:

An Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to ask his help in
reviving her husband's libido.

"What about trying Viagra" asked the doctor?

"Not a chance" she said. "He won't even take an aspirin."

"Not a problem," replied the doctor. "Drop it into his coffee. He won't
even taste it. Give it try and call me in a week to let me know how
things went."

It wasn't a week later that she called the doctor, who directly
inquired as to the progress.

four police officers were sitting at a table next to me talking shop. One of them asked the others if one could go to the pawn shop and 'release' a set of tires (or something to that effect.) Another officer asked her what name it was under.

"Richard.... James. I think. No, Woods. Yeah, Richard Woods. I remember because I joked about it."

at starbucks today, the barista asked me how my day way. I said fine, she said, oh, not good?

I replied, "Well, since it's the ides of March and no one has tried to kill me yet, I think that makes it a good day."

sucks.
edit:
okay, it doesn't suck. just had that first taste bitterness to it.