I love coffee. I finally have real coffee again and it makes me over the top happy. I really need to get laid. This holding out self-control shit makes me contemplate random acts of rage. If my morning coffee didn't make me blissfully happy, I would probably be a raging bitch right now. Not to mention my neighbor woke me up at 3:00 this morning fucking the shit out of some girl. I'm pretty sure the bed knocking against the wall was about two seconds from bringing down the whole building. I think I will leave a note congratulating him on his fuck and requesting, on behalf of the building, that he move his bed away from the wall. Next year at this time I hope to be in Austin at SXSW. We can hope and dream right?
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