My life at the moment; or, Yes, Starbucks really should be an academic expense.

Breakfast. Some comic books.

Lunch.

Reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading god help me i am trapped in a book reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading is that guy flirting with me from across the starbucks reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading yes english is my first language no i am not your living dictionary* let me get back to my reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading doggy!** reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading i have forgotten how to speak english reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading reading hungry.

Dinner!


* This happens. I am not their living dictionary. I do not want to flirt with them, because they are generally old and gross. I now have to move away from my perfect table and/or make a point of ignoring them.
** Doggy! It's Vienna. You can't smoke in Starbucks (gasp!) but you can bring your dog. Anywhere.