Coffee of the Stars

Even though it's a compete waste of money I love Starbucks almost as much as Britney does. I ask myself all the time why I insist on always buying my morning (and afternoon.. and evening..) beverages there even though I could easily go to Dunkin Donuts or any other coffee establishment in New York City and spend a third of the price. This week I realized why. Starbucks baristas are on point. They know what I want every morning and have my drink ready for me before I even get to the register. If I'm too tired to even speak the name of my drink (which happens more times that I like to admit), it doesn't matter because my baristas know exactly what I want. I don't do shit except hand them my debit card. Fact of the matter is.. when I go to Starbucks, I'm the star. Bitch.

Randy Jackson Strikes Again

Normally I hate reality competition tv bullshit. However, accidentally I started watching Randy Jackson's MTV show "America's Best Dance Crew". For lack of a better word I'm obsessed. Maybe it's just because I have literally no dancing abilities and these people are amazing, or maybe its because I hate the three judges SO MUCH (see above photo) but the only thing that makes it okay for Lost to be over is that ABDC is on right afterwards.

I'm Hungry

Lately I've been really into looking at the kinds of tattoos other people have, good and bad. It's interesting (and pretty fucked) what some people will get permanently on their body. My new obsession is food tattoos. Fortunately Flickr has a whole group dedicated to people with food tattoos. I still can't find what I'm looking for though.. RIIIIIBS! Someone help me find some good meaty ink.