coffee.

coffee is key.
coffee is key to a life that is fulfilling, or a life that has a lot on the go, or a life that is totally relaxing.
coffee is perfect.

i don't know who couldn't like it. I pretty much live off of it most of my library days.
it's just coffee run here, coffee run there.
tim hortons is in my extended family, so it seems.

anyways, onto something meaningful.
i am moving into my apartment soon, and i have no furniture.
none.
zero.
zilch.
i have my bed, and that's about it. i mean it is the basic, the very very basic of what i do need.
and i guess i have a tv stand, and a table.
i mean who needs a couch right?


also this evening, my sister gave me her phone to put music on.
it's a fancy samsung sph a900, which is obviously better than my phone.
and she only paid 10 dollars for hers.
i paid 80. with a 10 dollar rebate.
anyways, i was totally fascinated that i could put music onto her phone from my computer. i mean seriously.
i must be out of the technology loop currently, considering i have never had a phone that has actually played music.
so i totally find this the highlight of my evening
besides pretty much finishing my chuck palahniuk novel.
which is mighty fine and satisfying in a strange and gruesome way.

upon working at the library i find myself devouring books
just like our summer reading club students =)
but honestly, i can't get enough of reading and video games.
i might as well just be a hermit in a library as far as that goes.
i've read my first Danielle Steel novel, and i've been enlightened to the world of romance novels, which i have to admit are pretty cool if i must say so.

but some of the books there are just plain smut! i mean it!
there are some that all they talk about is just sex, and i can't believe it, and these woman in their mid 30's-40's come in and get out 30-40 of these books at a time!
harlequins they're called.
and one day i was curious and started diving into one, and holy poo!
i mean, seriously after reading one of those, you'd need a cold shower and a cigarette (those are not my words of choice, rofl)
but some of these middle age women must be pretty desperate for a way to get off or something. i mean honestly.
if you need them that bad, then something is wrong.
you'd think most of them would have husbands or something, but i guess something isn't right at the homestead.

anyways, i've been pretty eccentric for the past two posts.
one pertaining to joni mitchell and my teenage life.
one pertaining to smut harlequins and coffee.

but all i can say is.

some people and their interests.
holy.