It's now 11:51 pm. 30 minutes ago I was craving a venti iced caramel macchiato; quad shot, soy, no whip. So I thought, "Why not?" And drove to the nearest Starbucks which just happens to be open 24 hours. I finished drinking the whole damn thing within 3 minutes.
I have the nagging feeling that I'm going to regret it.
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