Where Can I Get One Of Those?

Notice the coffee cup? That's cause it's time to wake up and smell that espresso coffee we all love! That and it's time to realize that terrible things happen to good people, or at least people with really nice cars.

So I was on my way to the movie theatre to watch The Ugly Truth with Michael, on the way there I saw the most amazingly hot black BMW (I know it was a BMW because I got Michael to teach me the difference between Hondas and BMWs a few weeks ago). And I thought "That's the nicest car I've ever seen. It looks new too."

And then as if god intended to deliver karma to undeserving, I saw the most blood curling, coolest thing I ever saw. The BMW got hit by a speeding red car with such force that the black BMW bend inward on itself until you could no longer see the front window, while as the red car's paint wasn't even puckered (Perhaps it was a Mercedes Guardian? I hear they're virtually indestructible. With 4000 pounds of body armour and missile proof glass. You can run a tank over that baby and I'd still be in perfect condition. Okay so I got that part out of Breaking Dawn, but that doesn't make it any less true). Hm...where can I get one of those?

Anyway, after the huge collision the drive came out of the BMW and starting screaming words you usually don't hear from except by truck drivers. So apparently the guy bought his brand spanking new BMW 2 weeks ago and still has however many payments it takes to pay for a car like that. It couldn't have been that great if that car went through a crash that big without the airbags coming out. He should have been happen to have survived. He should have to pay. He made me late for my date. D:

Well since today's picture theme is coffee, I thought I'd tell you a story about food, and cooking. I've met a lot of bad cooks, but this one guy was the worst.

So I was at Michael's house, it was his birthday. Then I see one of the people who rented his house standing in the kitchen in a holey tee shirt and what seemed like really worn out shorts, or old boxers three sizes too big. He held a large pan in one hand and a box of pizza in the other.

I thought that he was cooking two different entrees at the same time. He thought differently. He put the pan down and then proceeded to dump excessive amounts of veg table oil in the pan. After the oil began to simmer he put the box on top of the pan, but the box of frozen pizza was too big to fit into the pan, so it just sat there, the turned edges holding the box out of the oil.

So like any other girl, I ducked into Michael's room before he could even think of offering us some pizza. I'd rather save myself from the food poisoning. :]

Your Daily 5:
1. I take my coffee with 2 creams and 4 sugars.
2. I don't like pears. In any shape or form. They're disgusting.
3. I know it sounds disgusting, but I like green tea ice cream.
4. I'm terrified of hospitals/needles or anything along those lines.
5. I got suspended in kindergarten for god knows what for an entire week.