still feeling good

I am having two cups of coffee today! I feel like I can do anything. 2 cups of coffee kind of equals a bump of crystal meth, right?

On Saturday Sus was talking about her hellish job downtown that pays 45/hr. She doesn't have time to go on facebook or shop online or anything! She has to work late every day to make deadlines. She can't even go out for drinks after work. All the people she works with are nerds who are really into money and manual transmission luxury cars and laughed at her for riding a bicycle. She said she would rather have my job, even though it's in Highland Park, does not pay much, the work is dorky, and the people are annoying, because I have tons of down time and I don't ever have to work late. I guess it kind of made me hate my job less. It is really fucking easy times over here. For some reason, lately there hasn't been much traffic on the way home, so that makes life a lot better. Too bad I have to listen to Borah flapping her mouth all the time. The worst part though, is being outside of the city. It makes me feel so much worse about life, being so far away from the things that I finally got and always wanted: people walking the streets, good food and stores, artists, crazies, gang members, homeless people, graffiti, noise of the train, rhythm, the feeling that you can always stumble into something really nuts and weird, liquor stores everywhere.Why won't you lay me off, BOB! Unemployment checks would be the bees' knees.