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I'd been cooped up in the apartment all day to the point where I couldn't take it anymore and had to get the hell out to somewhere, anywhere. So I hightailed it to Borders at around 9-ish and sat there until I got kicked out (11 pm) reading Alan Booth's The Roads to Sata because I hadn't touched it since winter break.
I was surprised to find seating in the cafe, too, because usually it's packed, and during finals it's even worse. But I got hold of an armchair and settled down comfortably. Also on the surprising end, the iced hazelnut latte I got tonight was the first time this particular Seattle's Coffee ACTUALLY made a decent cup in all the times I've been there! Seattle's Coffee in general sucks balls though, so this is by no means a sudden change of heart in liking them, because I never will.
Right when I came back to the apartment circa 11, I found Jen-Kat rolled up like a camouflaged green burrito on the green couch watching Whisper of the Heart. The position in itself was just so... compact -- snapping a pic was simply irresistable. Hahaha, forgive me, Jen, for this.