In the death throes of winter quarter, I am seeking inspiration in new spaces and variations on the theme of caffeine. My apartment is littered with half-drunk cups of coffee, socks, and random refuse from junk food. But I am not really getting any work done at home. The couch is an evil seducer. It knows my weaknesses and preys upon them. (I refrain from assuming gender, which Kallisti made fun of me for, but mostly because I think it's up to the couch to decide how he/she participates in the gender spectrum.)
Currently, I am packing up to leave Perks, having finished a sexy smoothie. It's a little more polished than some of the other coffee shops. And it has like some of my favorite music on its rotation. Beta Band, Portishead. Stuff I loved a few years ago. But they close at 9. So I will be meeting people up at Donkey, where hopefully I will be able to just finish this paper. The first 5 pages came pretty readily. It's the current 5 that just aren't happening. I need to kick inspiration into overdrive.
Donkey has a distinctly different feel. And smell apparently. The stale smell of coffee, the rain, students who are wearing the same sweats for days. But it's hippie and homey. When I was wrestling with my absurdism paper, a trip to Donkey seemed to kick things back into gear so that I was able to finish. Here's hoping the same thing happens this quarter. How fabulous is it that for the week of finals, Donkey stays open 24hours!
Also fabulous: no damn Starbucks.
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