that I vehemently abhor
to the point where there are no words for how I feel about you, then have the audacity to cut in front of me at Starbucks and order some stupid complicated shit (WTF is triple venti??). THEN, stand thisclose
to me while waiting for your coffee. Which in turn will cause me to speed walk to work, because I have been so angered by you and just do not like you that much.
Happy Thursday...Addendum: I promise, promise, promise to write about last night. I have become the least prolific person ever (and I know you have high expectations of me). But for now read here, here and here.