Something about going in there and walking out with that cardboard-ringed grande in my hand... it makes me happy. Is it the packaging? Is it the satisifaction I receive from giving myself a treat? Do I deserve a break today? Am I crazy? Could be, could be.

I don't drink coffee, but I do drink tea. Chai tea latte, to be specific. And that makes me happy.

HYD.

Link from Mr. Ointy