~sips his coffee, prays to the gods of caffeine to clear his head~
I could keep drinking this Maxwell House...or I could go down to the Starbucks they just opened and get a double grande caramel frappachino...but I kinda don't want to spend the money...
And how did I get to the point of lusting after a frou-frou coffee drink? Once upon a time, I swore by regular coffee, didn't need to complicate things. It was simplistic in its elegance.