New Starbucks Pricing

Yes, due to the economy we knew it was bound to happen. We just didn't want it to come this soon. Starbucks' popular beverages will be changing in price, some going up, some going down.

Here's some, not all, of what will be changing.


- Hot Brewed coffee - (T) -10 cents (G) 0 cents (V) +10 cents
- Iced Coffee - (T) -15 cents (G) +5 cents (V) +10 cents
- Latte - (T) -5 cents (G) +10 cents (V) 0 cents
- Mocha/Vanilla Latte - (T) +5 cents (G) +20 cents (V) +10 cents
- Caramel Macchiato - (T) +10 cents (G) +25 cents (V) +25 cents
- White Mocha - (T) +5 cents (G) +20 cents (V) +5 cents
- Coffee/Vanilla Bean frappuccino - (T) +5 cents (G) +15 cents (V) +5 cents
- Caramel/Mocha/Strawberrys&Cream frappuccino - (T) +10 cents (G) +10 cents (V) +25 cents
- Iced Tea - (T) -5 cents (G) +10 cents (V) +15 cents
- Add espresso shot - +15 cents
- Add soy, breve, dairy - +10 cents
- Add syrup - +10 cents

Like I said, this isn't the full list, it's just what I believe are the popular drinks for today. Yes, I know its frustrating but Starbucks isn't the only corporation having to change their pricing due to the economy.

There are many ways you can still save at Starbucks though. Remember the Gold Card? It gets you a year-long 10% discount off anything in the store (not including newspapers and gift cards) from the day you purchase it. Plus Starbucks will send little surprises as long as you register the card. Sometimes its a free drink on your birthday, a coupon to try one of our new beverages, maybe even a reload of your card! Even if you just have a regular Starbucks gift card, REGISTER IT! If you lose it, you'll be able to get it back, PLUS you get free syrups and milk upgrades (soy, breve, specialty milk) in your drink, and 2 free hours of wifi!

Alright, now to the mellowness that Jane used to be! (Nostalgic Jane starts here)

Entry 10: January 28, 2005
Mika silently walked down the hallway as her schoolmates rushed by her, too busy to notice the new student.
"I hate this," was all she kept saying to herself.
She passed a group of sophomore girls who snickered and teased her while she passed.
"I hate this."
She passed by a boy getting beat up by older students.
"I hate this."
She passed by the classroom where the SCRABBLE club played every Thursday.
"I hate this."
She got bumped into a wall while a boy ran past because he forgot his calculator in Algebra 3.
"I hate this," she said picking up her supplies that fell.
She stood up, turned, and fled. She ran fast. Past the classrooms, the bullies, and the teasers. She ran past the stress, the confusion, and the feelings of being alone. She ran far. She ran home.

Orange-u-tan.

I'm getting my replacement Fiesta Movement/Threadless shirt mailed to me! I'm so excited because I really loved this months shirt but I keep receiving the wrong size so there's no way for me to wear/promote! (Yes, the replacement is ALSO the wrong size but at least its a size bigger, not 3 sizes too small! Eek!) Woot for awesome Fiesta Movement gear!

I haven't been talking much about El Ninja Turtle Fiesta have I? Well, I hit 4900 finally! Or was it 4800? Hm...not sure. Anyway, the car is still running awesommmmmme. It's extremely smooth and so fun to drive around. Everyone who comments on it has something good to say about its style and performance (if I let them play around with it). It still could use a dome light in the back seat, especially when I'm carting around my brother at night and he drops something on the floor or I have to clean up Rice Krispies off the back seat.

My Mission #4 is TOMORROW! I'm going to help out a ReStore for Habitat for Humanity. If you've never heard of the organization, look into it! It's an awesome cause and I'd really love to help build a home one of these days! You should too! I'll actually be helping out the ReStore, which works sort of like a Goodwill/Salvation Army store. The money from the sales of all the donations goes toward supplies used toward the homes. It's real interesting and I can't wait to help as much as I can!

Onto the Nostalgic Janeblog! Start from the beginning if you haven't already!

Entry 9: January 27, 2005

Ode to a Tree (not in poem form)

Ode to a tree, how thou hast provided my shade from the dangerous ultraviolet rays from the sun. Waving in the wind, thou hast turned the carbon dioxide from my mouth into oxygen. What a wonderful feeling it is to see pictures of jungles and see a vast variety of deep green fluffs amongst the ground. Thou hast given thy life for my school supplies. Oh, how I need paper and pencils. I thank thee. I love thee so much for all of the habitats you provide for the squirrel, and the bird, and the koala, and the orangutan, and the raccoon, and the runaway child. Oh, runaway child. I love thee also. Do not be scared. Run home! Where was I? Oh yes. Tree. Oh how I love to see thee at Christmastime dressed in lovely decorations of crimson. Thou hast also provided heat for me in the yonder fireplace. Trees. Trees. Ode to trees. Thank ye ever so much for all ye hast given to me.

Time to play Catch-up

So, yes its been a couple, okay...about a week since I last updated my Nostalgic Jane blog. Guess its time for me to show you a couple at a time again. (Click here to start from the beginning)

Oh and I took my little foster brother bowling for the first time today. At first he didn't really enjoy it until he started hitting spares left and right yelling "I beat you!! I beat you twice!!" He's a little prodigy kid, I swear. He's also SO interested in all my computer stuff. He actually builds little "computers" and "iPods" and "cell phones" out of his little toys just so he can match me. He came up to me one day with a green plastic rectangle thing saying it played music so he could hook it up in his car. He has another similarly shaped object that he calls his cell phone, which he "calls" me often on.

I made the mistake of showing him my miscellaneous cord/wire box and he is soo intrigued by it wanting to know which cords go where. It's crazy. He asked me to add a charger to his "iPod" so he can charge it when it goes dead. It's cute.

Oh and speaking of prodigies, at the bowling alley I saw a guy named Kirk who looked a lot like Paras from justin.tv. The whole time he was there, he scored at least 1 perfect game and the rest of the games were all close to 300. It was crazy. I wanted to take a picture with him but he left before I could say anything.

Okay, (ouch!) just removed my Biore strip. Now onto the journals.

Entry 7: January 21, 2005 (multiple entries this day)
"Ti-a drink with jam and bread..." the middle school Honor Choir sang, a little too loud.
"Thats great! Just sing to your heart's desire. Louder!" I heard the director say.
Oh. I disagree. I thought to myself. Sing quieter.
"C'mon! The louder we sing, the better the judges will think we are! We've got four days! Y'all are doing great!"
Wow. If I was the director four days before competition with this choir, I'd cut out 2/3 of the people. And get a group of monkeys to replace them. They have a better voice.

Entry 8: January 25, 2005
Eenie, meanie, miney Moe.
Catch a tiger by its toe.
If he hollars let him pay
Fifty dollars everyday.
My mom told me
To pick the very best one
And you are not it.

Horrible tempered boy with nickname for Moses
Go out and hunt a wild striped cat and hold it by its foot
If he so happens to make a loud roar, force him to give you
Two twenties and a ten dollar bill every 24 hours
My maternal parent requested me
To choose a pure person out of a group
I will not choose you.

Many innocent rhymes do not make any sense at all. When we read them at a younger age, we think they are fun rhymes to play with. In reality, they are horrible and twisted. (Ex- "Cinderella/Dressed in yella/Went upstairs to kiss a fella/Made a mistake and kissed a snake/How many doctors did it take?/1, 2, 3, 4...etc.) I think the writers of these rhymes either like hearing children say twisted words or they just can't rhyme better words.

Futbol Americanooooooooooooo!!!

I love football, but apparently she doesn't.

Go here if you have no idea why I started this entry at the number 6.

Entry 6: January 21, 2005
Every Saturday and the occasional Sunday, Martin would paint his face, grab some money, and throw on his Vikings hat. He would call up some friends and they would leave an hour early even though the stadium was ten minutes away. I would sit at home for hours waiting for him to return. When he did, he had a huge smile on his face no matter the outcome and say, "How 'bout them Vikings? Honey, that game was great!" That was our football season.