The funny part is, I don't like coffee. I don't like the smell of coffee nor the taste. Yes, I've tasted coffee. Please keep in mind I was 14 when I started attending the LDS Church, 18 when I was baptized. My mother tried me on coffee when I was a kid and it tasted like mud to me. I've never liked it since.
As it seems that coffee is the flavor for control freaks, though, I guess that's what I am. ;o)
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Yeah, I got vanilla... I'm not sure it was entirely accurate. I mean, I don't tend to think of myself as a calming influence. I'm more the kind of person who does dorky things. Frequently. :)
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