I go to my local convience store to grab a cup of coffee and a pack of cigarettes. As I go to get my coffee, I see George behind the counter making coffee. I am not happy. I’m sure he told me at some point or another that he had applied there but still. And so, being the horrid bitch that I am, I complain that I need a fresh pot of such and such coffee. George looks at me and says “But you already have a cup of coffee, what do you need another one for?” to which I say “Excuse me, I am your customer and you are my convience store employee. You do not ask me questions, you simply give me what I want.” And then I told him nevermind and left. And now, I need to find a new place to get coffee and I am PISSED. I really like their coffee.

In other news, Blake is better and we are throwing around the idea of getting an apartment. I’m sick of living with Andrew. Blake and I are “thick as thieves” but know each other’s boundaries. Andrew, has just been driving me crazy. The other night, he found out I had weed and just as I was about to go to bed, came up to me and said “Hey Jane, you wanna smoke a bowl?”. I obliged and was then prompted with the question of where my weed was. Not cool. Ugh, the lease is almost up, and if I can get the money together before then, I’m OUT.