rough morning at work. Was going to spend my lunch hour looking for books on becoming successfully self-employed/running my own empire. Instead I paid my credit card bill and bought myself a frappuccino.
One time my dad sent me a ‘Happy Bar Mitzvah’ card with 5 dollars inside. He told me to use it to start my own business or for a frap. Looks like I keep choosing fraps.
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i also bought myself a frap a couple days ago. it was so friggin good and it didn't give me the caffeine shits either!
but caffeine enemas are the best