I realized today that I choose my drive-thru coffee location based on the presence of the hot, chatty barista who looks like a young Chow Yun-Fat.
I tell myself this is better than ordering useless effluvia off of QVC so that I can flirt with the UPS guy.
How much do I hope I get into the master's program? This much.
by at October 18, 2007 9:31 AM