I need to make some new stories to tell.
I probably shouldn’t have drunk that entire coffee before heading into a two hour and fifteen minute long movie.
Anxiety and caffeine are a potent combination.
The trouble with using headphones in a coworking situation is you never know just how loudly you’re slurping your coffee. Or humming.
OH: He’s super smart. Super, super smart, but super nice.
And boy can I feel it!
Ordering decaf everywhere has been annoying lately. Sometimes restaurants don’t serve it. Sometimes I have to wait for a new pot. Sometimes it’s cold. Sometimes shops have to substitute a sort of similar drink instead of the one I want.
I’ll start with a cup (literal; 8 ounces) of coffee a day and see whether or not my heart explodes. I’m guessing what’ll actually happen is my head will spin off my neck, or I won’t sleep for weeks at a time.
OH: “Who cares? Sparkles are awesome!”
Today I’m that guy at the coffee shop with two pocket notebooks on the table, switching between them for no clear reason.
November 4, 2015, Dinkytown –
Coffee at a sidewalk table with delightful company.