so i went out in my pajamas to go grab my daily cup of coffee from espresso, my favourite cafe.
unfortunately, it was closed. it’s not usually closed on sunday’s, so i was a bit peeved.
then i made my way to the starbucks on college and beverley in hopes of attaining some caffeine. on my way, i got oggled at but some douchebags blaring horrendously loud music from a stereo on their porch. i don’t care if i was wearing fugly brown plaid shorts, a ratty where the wild things are shirt and hideous flip flops; it’s still rude to stare for that long.
starbucks was closed.
so in a state of pent up fury, i walked even further to second cup.
when i got there, i almost broke down in tears because it was surprisingly dark inside and looking through the window, i thought it too was closed. thankfully, when i yanked on the door, it actually opened.
i got my coffee, but it was a mission and i had to settle.
the G20 is ruining my life.