like to keep you up to date when it comes to my coffee drinking exploits. I feel like I’ve been cheating on my college café guy; I haven’t been there in days. I did go twice on Tuesday though.
My reason involves having to use my credit card because I can’t take out cash because I put down my deposit on my new apartment tonight. There will apparently be new tiles when I come back and apparently new living room walls? I’m excited.

Anyway, today, after months (years) of staring at it sitting there on the menu and my renewed frequenting of Second Cup because there’s one at either of my possible work subway stops, I finally ordered the “Red Eye.”
The Red Eye is a cup of coffee with a shot of espresso in it. As in, “How would you like your coffee, miss?” “With more coffee, thanks.” The coffee girl was like “I don’t know how you can drink that.” With relish, dear. And cream.
Damn, I have not become noticeably perkier from a single cup of coffee in years. Less, cranky, I guess, which is part of the continuum. It’s a rich tapestry.
But man, did I ever roll that pay this week.

In other news, I’ve been so stressed with apartment-hunting and homework-doing to notice that my birthday is in a week. As in, on Friday, April 8. As in, the last day of classes. I haven’t really hammered an official plan, but something is definitely happening, and it will most likely involve Gabby’s or similar. Pencil me in.