good vibes

Yoga camp did some wonderful things for me. Aside from being a bit sore, it is almost impossible to not feel good after nine days and fifty hours of yoga.

There are some changes that I didn't expect. For example, I feel slightly repulsed at the thought of eating anything that was once alive and my love for caffeine is back after almost a month hiatus. Oh and I really want another puppy.

After a long day of saluting the sun, up-dogs, down-dogs, and lotuses, my brother and I went out for a coffee. While considering the absurd number of options, (latte, machiatto, frappuccino?) I made eye contact with a retarded man loudly sipping on an enormous frozen drink.

I should mention that this is not the first time that I have been chosen as the object of a "special" person's affection. We are not sure what it is, but honestly, they come from near and far. Retards love me.

So in this very crowded coffee shop this very special man asked me in a very loud voice,

"OH, DID YOU HAVE THE URGE FOR COFFEE?"
"Yes, I did actually."
"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO GET?"
"I haven't decided yet."
"I'M HAVING A FRAPPUCCINO WITH FOUR SHOTS OF ESPRESSO."
"Whoa."
"DO YOU WANT TO TRY IT?"
"No thanks."
(shoving his drink at me)
"HERE YOU SHOULD REALLY TRY IT. IT'S GOOD."
"No thank you, really. I think I'm going to go with something not so...caffeinated. "
(getting irritated now )
"COME ON! YOU HAVE TO TRY IT. IT'S REALLY GOOD. AND I DON'T REALLY MIND SHARING BECAUSE I DON'T GET THE HERPES VIBE FROM YOU."

Then there is silence in this very crowded coffee shop except for a faint whisper from brother Daniel.
"Oh my god".