I have a confession to make. This is difficult for me to admit so please hold your stones until the end… it wasn’t just the beef fat biscuits.
I went to Starbucks today.
Not only did I go to Starbucks, but I waited in a very long drive-thru line during the course of which I probably burned at least three new holes in the ozone layer. Not only did I start off my morning supporting a multi-national corporation and killing Mother Nature but, worst of all, I ordered the princessiest princess drink in all the land (“grande soy latte with one pump sugar-free cinnamon dolce syrup”) (I refrained from requesting an extra shot of espresso because I was too embarrassed) (don’t ask me how I know to say “one pump” DON’T ASK ME).
Oh, and speaking of the ozone layer? In the past few days, I have randomly become THE WORLD’S BIGGEST FAN OF DRIVING. I’ve only owned a car for about 50% of my time in Madison and I am a huge proponent of public transportation. I do own a car currently but in the past four months, I’ve used exactly half a tank of gas.
I’ve used the other half in the past four days.
In the past few days, I have become a DRIVING ADDICT. I drive to work. I drive to the store. I drive to places that are actually easier to access by bus. I would drive to the kitchen to get a glass of water if I could find the parking. I HAVE GONE INSANE.