Halloween

D.U.I.M.

Driving under the influence...of music.

Nuf said. Just liked the title. Maybe photos of wreckage later. :-D

Stoplight selfies

Just sayin..

You know something's gotta change when...you look forward to going back to work Monday.

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Sure i wish i felt differently...
But then i'd be a different person, wouldn't I??  .

Bedfellows

Sam's stuffed animal collection. Now my new roommates! Fun!

Cappucino

Found this little beauty at goodwill, bought it for a song, fiddled with it & made my very own homemade cappucino!  Maybe next i'll start a blog of tutorials & secret latte recipes, then who knows, maybe i'll open my own coffee shop!! Ha ha!

, Treadmill typing, cont'd.

This is soooo boring i could die...& when i type i slide ti the end of this dumb thing & gall off. Must check class schedule next time, would rather be pumping or fighying or s aring squirrels. Well just sayinv hi. At lrast fall oit boy is kerpinh me company in this dweaty pla e. Love the music they play ib the shiwers here, fun to dance to. Ok tgat's weird.

Farm day, part 2

 

 

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Farm day, part 1

 

 

 

 

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Hitchiker, back home...

And in case anyone wants to know...my friend Mr. Arachnid waited for me outside Starbucks, took another perilous windy ride through Cary on my side mirror & is now sleeping peacefully out on the driveway. We'll all sleep better now knowing he's safe & sound. (Funny thing, the song "going home" was playing on the radio, "our song"...i'll always think of Spidey when i hear that now...)

This little guy hitched a ride to work with me tonight, hanging onto his web for dear life, flapping violently in the breeze...  I treated him to a latte upon his safe arrival. Hopefully I will accompany him back home tonight.

Bumper sticker

This morning i felt like hitting someone.  So i did.  Sort of...

And i will have to finish this later, life goes on too stinkin fast!

Fun with still lifes

So.... if the cleanliness of one's car is an indicator of one's mental state.....
Then i am one sick individual.

Go Canes, Go!!!

Oops!!!

That moment you look in the mirror (the big reveal) and realize you bought the wrong shade of hair dye!!! #omg

Feline's greatest Fear

My cats have a fear/fascination relationship with the vacuum cleaner : Either they bolt like lightning the second i turn it on, or they perch in a high place and watch wide-eyed, hair raised, & ears perked as it creeps menacingly towards them.

Welcome to Starbucks...

May i take your order?

My new look!!!

Walking home from work

Stopped to say hi (honk!) to some feathered friends.

more interesting customers

Working at Starbucks has been quite the adventure so far. I could go on about this, and maybe I will start using this "everyday" blog to record just random fun things that go on there, things too long to tweet and not deep enough to "ping" on sonar.

Tonight's interesting customer was someone I recognized from either last night or sometime recently... but tonight it was his shirt that started a conversation. His shirt had the logo of the boxing gym I attend, and suddenly I recognized him as the new trainer who was just featured in a video on facebook with him taking hits from a girl boxer. I've really been wanting to join this more focused boxing "team" at the gym, and so I was happy to talk to this guy more about it. He's the trainer for it, and he specializes in taking hits, so whether I choose to get hit myself or not, I can still hit him as much as I want! What fun! They train 3 nights a week, and it would cost a big chunk of my Starbucks paycheck each month to be on the team, whether I choose to compete or just train to fight. Hmmm. If my life weren't so complicated right now, this would be something to consider. Still tempting though.

And I wonder what "the Boss" of the club would say if he saw the fattening piece of coffee cake this guy ordered. The club owner is always preaching about the virtues of vegetarianism, juicing, organics, and the motto, "eat clean, train mean".

Just another day in my everyday. goodnight.

 

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Cat poop

<p> My cats can be dead-asleep in napland, but as soon as I start cleaning their litter box in the other room, they are all over me, literally, investigating the process.  What's the big deal? It's just your old cat poop.</p>

<p>And why am I blogging about this? Because it's a bit too inappropriate and not funny enough to tweet, has nothing to do with Barista Insanity, doesn't fit the warm-fuzzy Facebook image....so I guess I need to create my own social media page for dumb daily occurrences that don't fit anywhere else online.  A blog for stupid stuff. and cute stuff.  like this squirrel out the window with a huge nut stuffed in his mouth, as he stares at me through the glass and twitches his tail like he's saying, "i dare ya to knock this nut out of my mouth!"</p>

<p>another day.  will find another place to squirrel away these silly thoughts that have nothing to do with anything or any real deep meaning.  just because i love the sensation of my fingers rattling this keyboard on a sunny october day.  and now my cat-nap instinct is kicking in.  zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!</p>

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