Americano

So after last night's bbq I decided I should get going on something like this again. Sort of a Carrie Bradshaw type blog... even though I probably won't have as many clever ideas as her. A friend just mentioned it was easier to remember things on this, and it's therapeutic. I think I owe it to myself.

Today was interesting. Work was insanely slow, but me and the girls goofed off all afternoon and only had one rude customer- miracle! I thought a lot about where the hell I'm going to live this summer. Do I ever get important stuff out of the way first? If I do something right away does that mean it's not important? No, I think I just don't like doing grown-up stuff, plus I'm scared to live with someone I don't know, even though that's what I'll be doing in August. It's different somehow. Actually, if I even pass this semester (crossing my fingers) then that's what I'll need to focus on first. I'm just having all these flashbacks of oh-my-god I'm never getting out of this town... am I?

What type of life does a person who agrees to a five shot espresso drink really have?