gingerbread

i walk into the coffee shop, no ones in line, and there are three people behind the counter. and no one says anything to me. for like five minutes.
that's all. i've worked so many fucking service jobs, and i guess i just expect better than what i give. and i'm fucking lazy. but christ.
i feel old.

also my boyfriend moved in, and when we come together, we make a library.
LITERACY AWAY!!!