i am easily amused, but not by The Smell.
the most fun thing ever: whenever the doggies start to annoy me, all i have to do is say the word bath, and they stop whatever they're doing, look panicked, and run outside. it's so much fun! sometimes i just say it because i can can can. just to see that scared look. you would think they would catch on to the fact that 99% of the time i say that word, i don't follow through, but no! it works every time. wheee!
i thought that a change of scenery for statement of purpose writing purposes would be good, so i went to a coffee shop last night to try to write. alvin and i ended up at the one place i said about a dozen times that i didn't want to go (funny how that happens). i did not want to go there because:
1. it's the hipster place where i now feel old and boring. i used to feel young and somewhat cool, but not so much anymore.
2. alvin's ex-girlfriend is always there. i think she lives there, or aspires to.
3. it's packed, noisy, with uncomfortable seats (mostly outside where it's hot) and bad lighting.
4. there are roaches
5. the coffee is mediocre.
we got there and sat outside, with the bad lighting, in the heat (though there was no sign of roaches or the ex, thank god), and this group of kids sat behind us. one of them was six inches behind my head, on a bar stool, so i felt kinda trapped. and the very worst part was that one of them smelled like the evilest of all of my evil ex-boyfriends. i won't get too descriptive about this smell, but it was mostly the smell of lots of cheap cologne covering up worse-than-cheap-cologne smells. just bathe, dude.
the only redeeming part about hanging out there was that i got a latte & a very tasty cinnamon roll. i did not write anything (except notes to alvin about the people behind and above me). we were amused and dismayed, and then we realized we didn't want to deal with that, so we left. it was kind of a sad moment, but i was so happy to get away from The Smell that i didn't care.
i've still got six pages to write. this is totally sucking. must finish by my self-imposed deadline of this saturday (else i'll never finish).
i thought that a change of scenery for statement of purpose writing purposes would be good, so i went to a coffee shop last night to try to write. alvin and i ended up at the one place i said about a dozen times that i didn't want to go (funny how that happens). i did not want to go there because:
1. it's the hipster place where i now feel old and boring. i used to feel young and somewhat cool, but not so much anymore.
2. alvin's ex-girlfriend is always there. i think she lives there, or aspires to.
3. it's packed, noisy, with uncomfortable seats (mostly outside where it's hot) and bad lighting.
4. there are roaches
5. the coffee is mediocre.
we got there and sat outside, with the bad lighting, in the heat (though there was no sign of roaches or the ex, thank god), and this group of kids sat behind us. one of them was six inches behind my head, on a bar stool, so i felt kinda trapped. and the very worst part was that one of them smelled like the evilest of all of my evil ex-boyfriends. i won't get too descriptive about this smell, but it was mostly the smell of lots of cheap cologne covering up worse-than-cheap-cologne smells. just bathe, dude.
the only redeeming part about hanging out there was that i got a latte & a very tasty cinnamon roll. i did not write anything (except notes to alvin about the people behind and above me). we were amused and dismayed, and then we realized we didn't want to deal with that, so we left. it was kind of a sad moment, but i was so happy to get away from The Smell that i didn't care.
i've still got six pages to write. this is totally sucking. must finish by my self-imposed deadline of this saturday (else i'll never finish).
posted by sarah at 7:17 AM
1 Comments:
hey, kate, how'd ya know?
it's spiderhouse, yes. good guess!
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