Everything is so . . . I saw a great jazz band in a coffee shop. Total hottie next to me, but undoubtedly gay. Hard being a single girl in this city! I like the barista because she is cute, and I like her taste in music. I had a job interview today. Pray for me! Lord Jesus Christ Have Mercy on Me, right? And it has come to . . . this. I've captured the essence of the ocean. What more can I do. Speaking with my gramma and my friends - that is nice. But at the moment I don't feel for the phone. I need to clean this mess, but nah. I'm done drinking wine, like, all the time. Too much sugar. I have no groceries. Last night I made saag paneer with tofu as a substitute for cheese. The sauce was delicious, but the rest - something was up with the chickpeas. There were too many of them, and they tasted rather dry.
There is a girl who lives across the street from me. I wouldn't be surprised if we became friends since we are literally across from each other on the same level. She has an iridescent yellow curtain that bellows in the wind. Mine was blue, until I became sick of it's iridescence, right?
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