Log Date 008

Log Date, 008.

…that rhymes.

I can’t remember if I talked about this or not, but I was thinking of getting a job. There’s a La Beauté Café about walking distance from my house, and upon further inspection, they’re hiring. 

Now, the money my fathers left me is more than enough to keep me at bay for a long time. I’m not in it because I need to pay off the house or buy groceries. I want to one, expose myself to more humans on a daily basis (I’ve sheltered myself quite enough), two, I need something else to do with myself other than watch television (as entertaining as it is), and three, well.. I love coffee and tea. I love making them, even if I much more enjoy the process of drinking them. And it’s great to see others who like it, too. It’s… oddly exciting.

The urges have slowly been starting to fade, as well. I find it so odd that they were there in the first place. My anger had been inside me a little too long, I suppose. I’m glad I have this website. I don’t exactly have a lot of friends to talk to outside of here. Thanks.

End Log.

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