Take My Word For It

I was in the great city of Newburyport at a little coffee shop called Souffles. Heaven on earth. God Himself whispered something in my ear... he said... "Drew, get the friggin' pistachio froze drink!" (that was the best name he could come up with). I got it... God was right. Good man.

This heaven-sent drank had soy milk in it... Can't hate on it.. Delicious.

Babe and I bought some soy milk at the store. We figured what the hell, neither of us has tried it. Let's just do it and see what all these tree huggin, hippy, portsmouth folks were talkin about it. By itself, sucks!

Had it with my cereal yesterday... BANGIN'!!!!! Do yourself a favor and go get vanilla soy milk and put that shit in your cereal. You'll feel get because you're doing you body a favor and it taste so damn good.

Also, other good things are happening to my belly. Just purchased some blueberry coffee. Drinking it now. Love it.

Be listening to an artist that goes by "Owl City" The guys name is Adam Young and he does everything by himself. Pretty good stuff... feel good, fun music. Postal Service-esk, if you're into that jazz.

I don't like homework... who does?

Be good. Check back in soon.

CHEERS!