I hope my pony knows the way back home
And college starts in less than a month. I can't wait, but it seems so far off. My my, I'm growing up so fast. I'm going to Canada for a week beginning in the wee hours of Monday morning. That should be enjoyable. Let me tell you a short tale of Starbucks, since I have nothing of value to say. I used to think that Starbucks was just somewhere people to go to appear refined or cultural: look at me, I spend four dollars on a cup of coffee on a regular basis. I crave the exotic blends and I can only function after I've ingested such a concoction. This is roughly the equivalent of teenaged boys who listen to Led Zeppelin in order to manifest themselves as "musical". Anyhow, the slightly overweight, highly made-up middle aged women peel themselves out of their cars at rest stops on hot days and loudly proclaim their immediate need for a triple mocha iced latte. But really, their sugary caffeine combinations are worth it.