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8am. the sun is still waking up. groggy and rubbing the night out of her wide eyes. stretching her wings to wrap around the great earth. or atleast america... i switch on the espresso machine. she hums loudly as if to say, "just five more minutes, mom!" i know, i feel the same, my dear espresso machine. oh goodness. shiny mercedes whipping around the bend. into MY parking lot? i wait to see... yes. my parking lot. my shop. haughty lady all in a rush, can't stop and enjoy the morning for one second, the pretty morning. "um, yeah. i need a blah blah blah blah blah. and make it snappy. i have somewhere to be." are you sure you dont want me to add a splash of manners in there for you? no? okay. have a nice day. it's too early to deal with this **** the sun's still waking up. i haven't had my coffee yet.
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Jul 23, 2011
Jul 23, 2011 at 6:07 AM UTC
yeah, i need a decaf vanilla latte, skinny, with ten billion shot of espresso..because I have a long day of sitting on my *** ahead of me.
8am. the sun is still waking up. groggy and rubbing the night out of her wide eyes. stretching her wings to wrap around the great earth. or atleast america... i switch on the espresso machine. she hums loudly as if to say, "just five more minutes, mom!" i know, i feel the same, my dear espresso machine. oh goodness. shiny mercedes whipping around the bend. into MY parking lot? i wait to see... yes. my parking lot. my shop. haughty lady all in a rush, can't stop and enjoy the morning for one second, the pretty morning. "um, yeah. i need a blah blah blah blah blah. and make it snappy. i have somewhere to be." are you sure you dont want me to add a splash of manners in there for you? no? okay. have a nice day. it's too early to deal with this **** the sun's still waking up. i haven't had my coffee yet.
meg-freeman
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Jul 23, 2011
Jul 23, 2011 at 6:07 AM UTC
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