I popped over to Starbucks the other day for the launch of their new blend - Pike Place Roast. It's actually pretty good. A hint of caramel, reminiscent of the Espresso Roast, but smoother and less intense.
You don't care about that. I barely care about that.
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I read something funny while I was listening to my mp3 player. The thing about headphones is that they often leave you unaware of the volume of your laugh. Apparently I was laughing really loud.
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I was plotting my escape from the place when I noticed a pretty-looking young woman reading Blue Like Jazz.
I read Blue Like Jazz! I've got a conversation starter! Go for it!
So I did.
Me: That's a pretty good book.
Her: Oh. Yeah.
Me: Have you read any of his other stuff?
Her: Um, you might not know this, but you were laughing like a crazy person earlier.
Me: Oh. Um, I'm really sorry about that.
Her: It was really, really annoying.
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Heh, and everyone swears that the worst a girl can say is, "No."
Thankfully, cold-hearted witch isn't your type.
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