I have to tell you about this woman that came into Sostanza last night. I can only hope that I am NOT that crabby when I get to be her age.
Ah yes, the Christmas break. The last day before break is still the hardest day to get through. Unless you are like me: a total slacker who can manage to waste away an entire day on GChat and Facebook…in which case the time ticks by as slowly as ever. Regardless, my brain is already on vacation time. Five days without work…Margot just left and asked if I would be checking the voicemail messages tomorrow.
Do you ever do that thing where you know you should check your bank balance but you don’t want to because you know the result will be depressing? I certainly do. And being sans roommate now, it seems that writing a large, unavoidable rent check everything month is not only a reminder of how costly it is to be an adult, but also how annoying it is when I don’t plan ahead.
Not even kidding, I actually have been eating like crap the past two days. And I am pretty sure I am drinking so much coffee that I’m one Venti from an ulcer. Enough about my beverage intake, and back to my eating habits. Firstly, I just finished dinner at 10:35pm on a Thursday. I somehow managed to make it out for yet another “quick” shopping trip pre-dinner, thanks to an 8 oz. Americano. There I go again, with the coffee.