magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I'm nearly two hours over my daytime cell phone minutes for the month. My billing month ends today or tomorrow, so that's not quite as bad as it sounds. But it's still going to be something on the order of an additional $50. If I don't use my phone at all today (and maybe tomorrow) between 7am and 9pm.

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Yesterday, I worked from the Archive because I had no internet access at home. Not much work today, but still no internet, so I bundled up fragola and headed over to the Archive. Who because of construction outside, have no water, and hence, no coffee.

What's a coffee shop without coffee you ask? Well, free wireless internet, for one. Hipster hangout in the Crater? Still a little. They do have soup and sandwiches, pastries, Orangina. And, what's this? Iced coffee? But isn't it cold outside? Yes, but don't underestimate the power of caffeine addiction.

I held out. I would have had a bowl of soup, but there was no vegan option today. (The sandwiches are never vegan.) But, sitting here, watching maybe a third of the people who come in settle for the iced coffee, feeling my eyelids getting heavy, I give in. Stand up. Walk over to the counter. 'Can I have an iced coffee, no ice, in a mug so that I can pretend that it's a cup of hot coffee?'

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Marie and Rob have started looking in earnest for a new apartment. I suppose that means I should get my own act together. I'm thinking more and more about living by myself, which is a tough proposition, financially, in New York, and certainly not something I could afford to do in a loft. I'm not worried. This is one of those things that tend to work out. We'll see.