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Jun. 23rd, 2007 03:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nonionayLast night consisted of:
Being excited because of a new coffee shop we could take the writing group to after the Drop closed, which wasn't Starbucks.
2. Being disappointed by said coffee shop. It used to be a fifties-themed ice cream/burger place. Now, it's got trendy decor, a carpet I wouldn't want to spill ice cream on, and a huge tv blaring baseball. With the exception of a mother, all the customers were under twelve or over sixty. I don't think they know their customer base. If they're going to have the late hours, they look like they want the student buck. But it's too noisy with the tv for studying. Anyway, won't be going back there.
3. Heading back to my place with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
csinman and [Unknown site tag] in tow. We walked on the Interurban trail boardwalk over the Jungle (ie, where the bums hang out.) San insisted there were loads of nettles beneath us. Chelsea and I were doubtful.
4. Drinking my soy chai at home while Sän stank up my bathroom.
5. Returning to find the trail into the Jungle so that San could prove they were nettles.
6. Finding they were indeed a boat-load of nettles. Sän stuck his hand in to prove it.
7. Attempting to get down the steep slope at the end of the trail. Finding a perfectly flat and obvious flat route in the bushes, after Sän fell on his ass.
8. Seeing a baby seal suckling on a piling.
9. Eating a donut saturn peach.
Being excited because of a new coffee shop we could take the writing group to after the Drop closed, which wasn't Starbucks.
2. Being disappointed by said coffee shop. It used to be a fifties-themed ice cream/burger place. Now, it's got trendy decor, a carpet I wouldn't want to spill ice cream on, and a huge tv blaring baseball. With the exception of a mother, all the customers were under twelve or over sixty. I don't think they know their customer base. If they're going to have the late hours, they look like they want the student buck. But it's too noisy with the tv for studying. Anyway, won't be going back there.
3. Heading back to my place with
csinman and [Unknown site tag] in tow. We walked on the Interurban trail boardwalk over the Jungle (ie, where the bums hang out.) San insisted there were loads of nettles beneath us. Chelsea and I were doubtful.4. Drinking my soy chai at home while Sän stank up my bathroom.
5. Returning to find the trail into the Jungle so that San could prove they were nettles.
6. Finding they were indeed a boat-load of nettles. Sän stuck his hand in to prove it.
7. Attempting to get down the steep slope at the end of the trail. Finding a perfectly flat and obvious flat route in the bushes, after Sän fell on his ass.
8. Seeing a baby seal suckling on a piling.
9. Eating a donut saturn peach.
