"These are my confessions/ I just wanna live when I'm alive"

So I'm hitting the point in the book where I KNOW what is going on. Shouldn't I always know what is going on, you ask? Yes, yes I should. But I don't. Pretty much making it up as I go along. But this part right now, this is part that I've known for a long, long time. Maybe not so much when I initially came up with the book but rather at some point in college when the book "grew up". Yep. So that means I spent over four hours at Starbucks today writing. I was rather unaware of how much time passed and my only indication was my growling stomach since I hadn't eaten since breakfast and it was almost five. But since I was there for several hours, I got a few items for an Observations/Thoughts list. It's been a while since we've had one of those. So here we go!

-This guy has been sitting next to me in the other comfy chair studying for a while. Well actually he was sitting at a table and then moved to the comfy chair. I think he is going to regret his decision to switch seats because instead of studying he has been sleeping for the past thirty minutes. Not exactly the best advertising for Starbucks, buddy.

-There have been several people today chatting on their bluetooths (blueteeth?). It's been years since they have been introduced and I still think people look ridiculous talking on one. You look sort of insane to anyone who can't see the other side of your head.

-Also, it is one of my number one pet peeves when people have long conversations on their phone in places like Starbucks. Or more so people who come to the establishment to do business on the phone. It's just obnoxious and I don't get why people do it. It's not like they are quiet places: espresso machines + groups of people chatting + loud XM radio overhead = You talking extra loud and me getting extra annoyed.

-So there is this man I have seen here twice and I keep debating if I know him. When I was standing in line for the bathroom during a Georgia tailgate this past football season, I struck up a conversation with the man in front of me since we stood there for twenty minutes. We got onto the topic of me finding a job and he asked what I was interested in and I told him. He actually suggested two places in Atlanta for me and told me one of his friends was the CEO at the company. He told me to tell him Mr. G sent him. Well, I don't one hundred percent remember what Mr. G looked like, so I don't want to strike up a conversation with him. But every time I see him, I sit and debate about whether or not to try and say Mr. G sort of loudly and see if he responds. Maybe next time.

-It's a super slow day today in Starbucks. It's like no one is here and not many people coming in and out. Strange cause you'd think colder days would send people in search of a warm delicious drink and yummy treat. But maybe no one wants to brace the cold to get inside. Even the drive-thru looked like it was lacking.

-I haven't sen Mike-Or-James (I know I confirmed it's Michael but he will always be MoJ to me) for like two months. I think since Thanksgiving even. This makes me sad. It's pretty much the B crew today, and I'm not impressed.

-Okay, this girl has been on the phone, I'm not exaggerating for ten minutes giving her friend directions. "What street are you on?" "What are you near?" "Wait which direction are you coming from?" "You see the Publix? No, it's not IN the Publix shopping center, it's across the street." Seriously? Not to mention, the girl never repeated the name of a street on the phone so the girl receiving directions must have no idea what road she is on.
-I'm hungry and I want to go home but I am going to stick around just to see how stupid this girl looks in real life.
-She has arrived. And I'm not kidding I started smelling some vodka when she walked in. Now it's all making sense
-She is rocking the brown and black color combination. This is supposedly no longer a sin in the fashion world, but I'm not buying it. So I'm judging her.
-She and the girl she met up with are now signing to each other randomly. This makes me think they are talking about other people here. I hope I'm not one of them. But then again, they made this blog post so who am I to talk?

-Okay, this is cheating cause it didn't happen today but two other SB stories:
-Right before Christmas I am pretty sure I witnessed a couple having an affair. This man came in and sat down and was acting all jittery and his eyes were darting around. And then this girl walked in and he stood up to greet her. There was this weird hesitation between the two of them and I thought "Oh gosh, they are going through a break up or a divorce and are meeting up for the first time or something." They just sent out a weird vibe.

-Then I noticed the girl was wearing some skanky boots. And so they have their weird pause and then all of the sudden it is make out central in the middle of the store. I mean he pressing himself up against her, grabbing her head, it is awkward. Like I caught the eye of the guy next to me and we both were like "get a room". There was lipstick all over the guy's mouth afterwards.

-So then they sit down and start talking. I'm nosy and intrigued so I turned down the volume of my iPod. I had also since noticed the man had on a ring, she did not. And he asked how someone was doing and she answered and he said something like "Wow, I haven't seen her in forever!" making it seem like this wasn't some married couple that had been apart for the weekend or something.

-So they sit and chat for a few minutes and then bolted out of Starbucks, hand in hand. I wanted to yell out "I'm judging you" as they left but I resisted. This was also in the wake of the Tiger Woods drama and the 13 girls coming forward so I also wanted to yell out "Tiger got caught, you can too". Honestly, I don't think infidelity is a joke. It was just such a bizarre thing to witness.

-On a lighter note, my sister has been living in Seattle for the past year and half and she said how different the cultural aspects/manners are there. She said for the first time ever, a man got up and held open the door for her while she was leaving with her bulky stroller. Totally different than the south. And it was funny she said that cause that very day I had three friendly interactions with several nice southern gentlemen:
1. A man had just sat down in the chair I was headed for. I asked him if he would mind if I scooted in behind him and plugged in my laptop. He then offered to just switch seats. This is the third time this has happened. Yeah, accommodating Southerners!
2. I caught the eye of another man who sat down in the empty seat next to me. He asked "How are you doing today young lady?" as he sat down. I replied, "Good. How are you?" but I had my iPod on and he said something along the lines of "Oh just trying to survive. But I think I'll manage." So I said "I sure hope so." I slightly fear that isn't what he said at all and therefore what I said made no sense and he thinks I'm rude for not taking off my iPod but nothing I can do about it now!
3. A couple got up from the big table and I decided to call it quits. Two guys decided to move to the larger table since it has more space just as I started packing up my stuff. One of the guys turned to me and asked if I was planning on moving to the table and he started to sit back down. He sounded very concerned. I said no and that I was on my way out and they could have it. He was going to give up the table for me! Aw! Southerners FTW!

-Also, I can't listen to Glee in public. I mouth the words, I dance around in my seat, I get taken over by the music. People probably think I'm insane. (See post's title. The best mash-up)

Aaaaaand that's all folks!