Sunday, January 10, 2010
Next time, I grind the coffee beans with my teeth
This morning I dressed in jeans, my leather bomber jacket (ok, fake leather, but it looks real and is cow friendly) and my old leather boots I bought years ago when I was doing a lot of farming. Could I BE anymore badass? Then I got my little Honda Civic, cranked the JT (Carryout) and paid $2 for a cup of coffee.
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I apologize for being such a lamesauce blogger.
ReplyDeleteI also need to hear this JT song.
It's official that you are the most badass, business dressed, living wage loving, charter school chem teacher I've ever known. Seriously, the cool you exude keeps phoenix chilly.
PS yesterday I drove a stick shift for the first time. Soon, I will be able to parallel park it in my stillettos.
We are two of the most empowered, name-taking, cheese & bean eating, get it all done with class, women that ever lived. Joan of Arc, eat your heart out.