The Monday morning barista knows my name and my usual drink and that probably means I’m there too often but it also means I’m a junior and it’s comforting to be known by people in these cornfields.
I haven’t blogged for two weeks now (broken laptop) and I have to say it about drove me crazy. I like having the privacy of my own screen when I am typing and the ability to blog anywhere on campus.
This post won’t mean very much to anyone, but this keyboard is clicky and my head is killing me but I went to a soccer game yesterday with acquaintances who are now friends and we ate mac’n’cheese in a city that smells like beer and I’m rather proud of myself for doing something spontaneous.
October is here, I will be home for my twenty-first birthday, and the Steelers won last night. Life is not a bad thing at all.