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I've been unemployed for exactly two weeks.

Today I was absolutely worthless. I did not wake up until 1:30 in the afternoon. I stayed in bed another four hours after that just lying around thinking of all the things I can't let myself have due to my lack of income. Number one on the list? Chai Tea Lattes from Starbucks. mmmm the creamy exotic goodness. There are not many things that make me feel better these days.

Sinking deep into a worthless depression, I needed a reason to snap out of it. Finally I realized there is nothing in my refrigerator and that soon I would need dinner. Great. Something else to spend money on. Finally deciding that I must eat to live, I resolved to go to my new favorite place on earth, Fresh&Easy. And on the way to Fresh&Easy what did I see? A Starbucks right across the plaza. The latte was haunting me.

Therefore, in addition to the items I had on my list (that, please God, will feed me for the next week at least), I also bought Chai Tea bags and all spice.

In conclusion, ladies and gentlemen, I made my OWN chai tea latte. For about the price of two talls from Starbucks. I'm sipping on it now and it is delightful. And knowing I can make about 20 more without spending a dime makes me very happy. I may never see the inside of a Starbucks again. (Okay, I'm pushing it. Just let me enjoy this moment, okay?)

Can I plug Fresh&Easy further and say that I got a lot of food for very little money? Thank you Fresh&Easy!

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