Sunday, January 30, 2005

My Soccer Mom Yuppie Doom Awaits...

Right now, I'm sitting in Java Express (on Albert St. South: strip malls), drinking a Caramel Macchiato, working on my laptop computer, wearing matching yoga clothes (the entire outfit is navy with a white stripe down the sides). Oh, the capitalism. And yet I love this place. I think tomorrow I will have to redeem myself by being especially socialist. I'm making my anti-establishment rants progressively less credible.

I am currently listening to: "I've Got You Under My Skin," by Frank Sinatra. They have a really good Sinatra CD playing here. Sometimes I'm in the mood for some half-proclaimed crooner music, where you can tell he has a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other, as he sings. Very little virtuosity. But there's something there.

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