I had to get out of my office this afternoon, and I always get so distracted when I try to work from home (tivo!), so I'm sitting in the Barnes and Noble Cafe being one of those pretentious, I'm-so-important-that-I need-to-type-on-my-laptop-while-others-watch people today. I even have my hair twisted up with a pencil, I'm so haughty and intellectual.
I'm also trying to sip my coffee with an air of disdain.
This place is really packed today. Maybe it's the rainy weather outside right now. Personally, I love rainy days. Especially those early-spring days where it feels like mother nature is trying to wash away what's left of the winter. Go on and get, I say! Winter and I are no longer on speaking terms since last week when it went from 65-degrees, grilling chicken outside, wearing shorts and a t-shirt weather to snow blanketing everything in less than 24 hours. That is what I like to call bullshit. And I am sick of this bullshit snow. I am so ready for Spring. I need sun and warm breezes through open windows. Enough with winter already.
Why does it smell like popcorn in here?
What work am I getting done, you might ask? Well, none, now that you mention it. Perhaps I should try and be a little productive already.