I'm the definition of a coffee shop junkie. I pretty much post myself in a joint at about 9am and don't leave until my stomach begins to curl...On top of that, I find a quick spot to grab some food, and head right over to the next joint. I try to switch it up so that the owners dont think I'm homeless. But the truth is, if they would let me crash there, I would. I don't know what it is, but thats the only thing that really does it for me...the great smell of roasted coffee, random people doing random things, and an occasional eye candy (dont get that at home).
Am I addicted? Most definitely. Don't fuck with my eye opener or you'll hear it! I'm on my 3rd cup of the day contemplating an espresso around 9pm...allowed during finals week...
Latest spots:
Sargent's House of Coffee (off Alhambra)
The Naked Lounge (Q & 15th)
1 comment:
i mean... seriously? ADDRESSES and shit? You're just asking for a lezzie to come and nuzzle your muffle. whats wrong w/ you?
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