Memorial Day=Work.
Work=Money.
Money=Economy.
Economy=Government.
Government=Wars.
Wars=Memorial Day.
All this means to me is that more people see movies and spend money on Memorial Day, so I get more hours therefore getting more money.
All money does is fuel the economy and government so they can make more wars and get more weapons.
Then after all that is done we can celebrate the lives of the dead on a holiday that barely anyone truely celebrates anymore.
Our country is pathetic.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Cof-fayy
Ok, so...
I recently started drinking coffee, and I have become addicted. I remember when I never used to crave the bittersweet taste of the rich dark liquid that I now long for every waking moment. There was a time that just the thought of actually finishing a tall Frappuccino from Starbucks was not appealing at all. I used to hate the stuff, now I just can't get enough. It has not become a scenario of dependancy, that is to say that I am able to function all day and I am fully awake 20 minutes after my alarm goes off. No, I am not addicted to the caffine, at all. I am more infatuated with that amazing feeling the taste can give you. I really have no idea how to describe it, but really. I cannot get enough.
Here's where it gets complicated.
I am a college student, therefore I am poor. One of those if/then statements that we all love so much... not. Here's where it gets more complicated. It takes around $4.00 for me to satisfy my craving. For now, I have it good since Starbucks has decided to offer their heavenly frozen drink at half price, but this will not last much longer. I just don't know what to do. Of course I don't need it to survive, but come on! It's amazing, and I want it.
So that's a little update on my life. I haven't written in what, like, 3ish months and this is the update you get... yeah pretty much. Nothing new ever happens to me besides addiction *sarcasm*. So, there you go. You can donate to the "Ashley Needs Her Fix Fund" by mailing me a personal check or by personally delivering to me a White Chocolate Cherry Frappuccino. Either/both would be greatly appreciated.
Peace.
I recently started drinking coffee, and I have become addicted. I remember when I never used to crave the bittersweet taste of the rich dark liquid that I now long for every waking moment. There was a time that just the thought of actually finishing a tall Frappuccino from Starbucks was not appealing at all. I used to hate the stuff, now I just can't get enough. It has not become a scenario of dependancy, that is to say that I am able to function all day and I am fully awake 20 minutes after my alarm goes off. No, I am not addicted to the caffine, at all. I am more infatuated with that amazing feeling the taste can give you. I really have no idea how to describe it, but really. I cannot get enough.
Here's where it gets complicated.
I am a college student, therefore I am poor. One of those if/then statements that we all love so much... not. Here's where it gets more complicated. It takes around $4.00 for me to satisfy my craving. For now, I have it good since Starbucks has decided to offer their heavenly frozen drink at half price, but this will not last much longer. I just don't know what to do. Of course I don't need it to survive, but come on! It's amazing, and I want it.
So that's a little update on my life. I haven't written in what, like, 3ish months and this is the update you get... yeah pretty much. Nothing new ever happens to me besides addiction *sarcasm*. So, there you go. You can donate to the "Ashley Needs Her Fix Fund" by mailing me a personal check or by personally delivering to me a White Chocolate Cherry Frappuccino. Either/both would be greatly appreciated.
Peace.
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