Growl, Like A Fierce Beast:

I have been recieving the blog equivalent of junk mail ie: comments from: freak-nasty girls and solicitors. Grrr. How do these people find me? eh? I mean just when I finally stop getting emails about penis enlargement this happens!

School starts today. I have a night class; should be fun.

The coffeeshop was great. I actually didn't want to leave at 2 . . . I was having fun being register-man. It was my first time. Weds I learn the Kitchen and Barista. Which I have done before; bartista that is. And I must say in retrospect the experience wasn't completely attrocious as my dear Melissa Ann has pointed out. It was there at Kukkabah Koffeehouse that I dress up as J-Lo, stayed up until 2 am making Apple Streusel (two logs of which were thrown into big creek), vented about being drug to the porn shop after a Gallery Walk (which let me say was an awful experience . . . I figured I wouldn't have to worry I was with a goody two shoes and a gay man, the prior would cancel the former and we would be super: no. GTS thought to herself "Hey, I've never been before. It could be interesting." So GM won out and we, me being shocked and afraid to fight the crowd; went.), drew my friends as fetuses, and sang Spice Girls Karaoke.

Unfortunately, most of what I remember were the late hours of frustration and dealing with Super E-X (code name to protect the true identity of my former arch-nemesis).

Yeah for new experiences. I'm excited for the Winter . . . I think it will be alot of fun working in a coffeeshop on cold winter nights with snow gently falling; very festive.

Luv,
Clay