vendettas. vendettae?

i hate starbucks. their coffee sucks ASS. i never thought i was a coffee snob, and i still don't think i am, but COME ON. it tastes like FIRE. how hard is it to brew a decent cup???? or to put it in a cup that doesn't drip. forGET it. we are THROUGH.

our mailman hates us. our mailbox sits on a crossbeam of rotted wood, and despite jenie's best hammering efforts, the back of the mailbox is not securely attached, and wobbles. so the mailguy has left a few threats and has finally followed through: he refuses to give us our mail until we get it fixed. i wouldn't care that much (or feel the urgency) except umm ... the rsvp cards are supposed to get sent to me. so i do care. heeday says i need to make a foray to home depot very soon.

geez.