caramel macchiatos and nina simone

and here i sit wondering that it took me this long to discover the wonder of nina. ne me quitte pas. moi, je ne parle pas francais bien, mais je sais qe'elle est tres tres magnifique, non? je prendrait des courses de langue plus d'huit annees.....mais, let me just quit that right now. it's been too long since i had to write in french. ah the starbucks.... and the first espresso i have had in maybe two years, settling in, as i get ready to write an article that at this moment i do not want to write. much rather cuddle on the couch with the cat and watch bad television. instead i am ingesting caffeine preparing for an all-nighter as though i were still in college. note: i am not still in college which means i can't stay up all night, go to class and then take a nap afterwards, no i have to stay bright and shiny for nine hours at work after this. ugh. well maybe i will miss the deadline. i'm such a bad journalist. ugh. ugh. i know that in my lead i want to talk about the definition of family and how it has changed over the years, the problem with that notion is trying to say something like that without cliches is like trying walk through a puddle without splashing. one must walk very carefully.....plus i only have three human sources and technically i should have, well, more. but i was looking through the mag and (the good thing about mags over papers is) they seem to like social commentary by the writers as much as social commentary by the interviewees, meaning, I can get away with writing this in the first person and spouting a few opinions of my own, even an experience or two of my own, which goodness knows, i've had...thing is, i hadn't, up til now, thought to write in that kind of voice. hence, the espresso. i need to ponder this one awhile. nina is hearing the sound of mandalays. i want to hear the sound of mandalays too, trouble is, i am not sure what a mandalay sounds like.
ok. hmmm....ok i got a paragraph, founded in absolutely no fact at all but it's a start. it's a start in the right direction certainly. now you know what i realize, i am hitting another milestone. i have had this assignment for weeks, i have sat down to write it at least 4 times, each time giving up. and you know why??????because of that stupid cigarette. writing like that, begs calls screams for nicotine. i am so so so so so so so wanting a cigarette. i take the deep breaths. but each time i pause and search my brain for the solution to the word puzzle i'm figuring, my body calls for the inhaling pleasure of smoke. don't worry i am not going to crash. i am just saying it because saying it sometimes makes it go away. ok. wish me luck. by the time i get your wish, hopefully i will be done with this baby. cigarette free and done. this saturday makes two months of no smoking. who knew?????