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Forgive me oh blogging community... it has been one and a half months since my last confession... er... entry. I've really no proper excuse for my lack of journaling. After all, I did just get finished celebrating another amazing holiday where chocolate is dispensed for the masses and pink is adorned by all (including little naked babies with wings... which, might I add...possesses a disturbing piece of weaponry for one so small) My only complaint for this celebration of a patroned saint (ravaged by Hallmark and its corporate agendas): singleness. Perhaps I'm just a bit bitter that a certain Mr. Starbuck's didn't turn out to be so deliciously wonderful after all. It all went sour when he broke the news that the corporation would no longer be carrying my Chantico (please cross yourself now)... and when he fell for one of his employees. What's a girl to do? There are just too many amazing women out there to compete with and it gets increasingly difficult to stick it to the Man when one is loosing strength because of a lack of delicious sinful drinking chocolate. I have no other solution but to look forward to St. Patrick's day in hopes that corporate America will crumble to it's knees under the influence of another sort of beverage... until then consider boycotting machiatos.