Mar 8, 2011

40 Days, 40 Nights

Last night in class, they had us do an exercise where we came up with a pitch for a TV show that (realistically) we could host.  We had to be considered and "expert" on this topic.  

You know the first thing I was trying to pitch was MENtervention.  But given I am not an expert in the male population or a man myself, I figured that wouldn't count.  I went with a show called "Beauty and the Tweet," a web series that answers beauty questions that come straight from Twitter.  It sufficed.

However, my show should have been called "STARBUCKS HAS MY MONEY."  Because let's face it, I am an expert in Starbucks.  I know how much each syrup costs, how much to add with soy milk, what each and every drink's "professional" name is.  I know how many shots and pumps go in what.  I have been that person in the morning who asks the barista why they are charging me $4.50 when my five pump soy chai latte is actually supposed to be $4.05.  (I've only been ordering it for 10 years).  

As if that doesn't make me an expert, I received a Starbucks GOLD CARD in the mail.  As a token of their appreciation, they sent me this card with my name engraved on it, that proudly states "Member since 2005."  That's how many years I've had registered Starbucks gift cards.  I get special points and bonuses and free drinks by adding money to this card or by transferring one of my GC balance's to it.   NOT TO MENTION there are three Starbucks in LA alone that know my name, what my preferred order is, and what I will order if I don't order choice numero uno.  And let's not get started on the fact that a barista back in Georgetown STILL remembers me when I visit.

So, what am I trying to say here?  That I'm pathetic?  Dependent on this corporate money-grabber?  That I should probably just own a Starbucks at this point?  No, no, no.  I'm bringing this up because I am obviously in love with Starbucks, probably more than I will be with my first born child (not really), and am giving it up for LENT!!! Whaaaaaa?  Forty days without Starbucks Chai lattes or Steamed Vanilla Creamers?  How will I ever?

I can still have coffee, but that's probably not going to happen because I'm not a huge coffee fan in the first place.  I'm also giving up dessert,.  Yeah yeah, laugh it up, but the joke's on everyone within a 25 mile radius of me (or calls to talk to me on the phone) because I can guarantee you that while I have not PMSed in over two years, but I will be a raging biotch by the end of this 40 (and hopefully a few pounds lighter).  I'm going to need a lot of prayer.

Anyway, I will remain strong.  All I have to think of is how God gave up his only son and I'm good.  I mean really, just try to fathom that.  It's unreal.  He gave up his only son for all of us heathens down here, who can be totally disgraceful, unfaithful and ungrateful.  

What are you giving up for Lent? 

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