No, He Is Not My Boy


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As soon as Starbucks Barista Boy walked out, four people pounced upon me. "So, is he your boy?!"

"Um, actually I don't even know his last name." I was more than happy to relate my Starbucks whoring skills and they were quite impressed. One lady was even kind enough to let me know "he liked me" in case I hadn't figured it out yet.

You might be wondering why I didn't let them think he WAS my boy. But suffice to say, I would be able to get my way much less easily if they thought I was attached.



But I have to say, a personally delivered iced chai latte with two extra shots, by a rather good-looking fellow, is definately something to be appreciated.


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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.


I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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