I enjoyed decaf. espresso roast. Now it's time for my oatmeal.
I plan to go out for a walk in a minute.

Today I awoke early. Then I played Sims and drank coffee. I went to service and I met a nice lady who lives in the suburbs.
I sold something on Ebay.com, and I need to get together those things.
Have a nice day.

I spent two hours at the coffee shop this morning. I made memory maps and I played with my Nintendog.
Decaf. only, please. Ha ha.
Next, I'll go into the YMCA.
Enjoy your day

I have thought some about ability.
An ability allows you to have some value in the minds of others.
After a certain age, is it impossible to improve your abilities?
Maybe a person needs motivation to develop an ability.

I had a lot of fun with poking around with my mobile tel. It has so many things that I continue to discover new features after two years.
My favorite thing is to jot a note on the back of the receipt from the coffee shop and to take a photo of that. Then I msm the photo to my friend's email account.

I got furious when a woman was in front of me getting several drinks at the coffee shop. She left the cashier to get her drinks. Then it was my turn at the head of the line of about five people. Right? Wrong! Ms. fancy pants had a moment and jumped in front of me in line to order and pay for another drink that she forgot the first time.
I didn't say a word.
After I got my drink I couldn't think straight for about twenty minutes.
My friend who advised me on this matter said that it is a woman's perogative to change her mind. So I feel glad that I didn't make a scene. Am I a normal guy who can't let such a minor thing slide without a good deal of rancor and self-recrimination?
Yesterday, the cashier allowed me to get two samples of cinnamon dulce latte, and thusly I felt vindicated.