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Wednesday, June 02, 2004

I went to the gay coffee shop/bookstore today. I planned on using one of the outlets for my laptop, but they were all taken. No big deal. I’ll get my iced coffee, sit at a table and put pen to paper. That’s the way I did it in the not so distant past.

After sweetening my coffee I grabbed a table and fished out my little notebook. The one with the covered bridge on it. I took a big gulp of my drink and remembered that I hate their coffee and cannot write fast enough to keep up with my thoughts. Rats. I would have opted to people watch, but wasn’t situated far enough in a corner. I was the one being watched. I went home twenty-five minutes later minus two dollars.

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