So, as Felly and I were sitting on this couch this morning drinking some lovely coffee, someone pulled into our parking lot. Not that this was particularly out of place, but the cats took notice, so I did as well. What I soon saw was so very puzzling indeed...a young man got out of the SUV in a hurry and ran around to the front of his vehicle and proceded to stand there...and I was like uhhh, is he peeing? And indeed he was! Standing there with nothing but his SUV hiding his junk, in the rain, in MY parking lot, peeing. I guess he really had to go cause he was there for a good minute or so, then gave a little wiggle wiggle, came around the front of his vehicle still zipping up, got in his car, and drove away.

Who does this?? Seriously, go about 20 feet on either side of this apt. and you will find gas stations. Does standing in the rain in front of your car in some random parking lot really sound like a better option? Granted, I don't have a penis and therefore could never even begin to fathom peeing outside being better than in, but... well....I dunno. What more is there to say?

If you haven't yet, check out the website ala Geico and perhaps even a new TV show. Felly and I spent perhaps a little too much time in there screwing around...might I suggest, don't give up to easy. Go into both options at the front door, try on various outfits, answer peoples phones and enjoy being a voyeur for a while, or uh, lame.

When we lived in New Paltz there were at least 2-3 other people who would feed the cats in the morning and keep the occupied until I woke up. Now, we keep the door open because otherwise they will scratch the shit out of the door until we feed them. I don't mind having them in the room really, except when one of them starts eating out new plant and Felly thinks its a good idea to launch a pillow at him from across the room causing first cat to go flying and second cat, who was peacefully sleeping at my side to also go flying.

It is cold. What gives? Last night I was in a hoodie and my slippers. Seriously folks, is this it for summer? Tell me the truth, be honest. Will I no longer be able to wear tank tops except under layers? What are the chances of wearing flip flops a couple more times before the leaves start to fall?

Also. I love fall. Halloween especially. And...I don't remember who posted about it, but when in Wal Mart (yes I went there, I don't like to talk about it ) there was halloween shit everywhere. And basic fall like decorations. consumer culture blah blah blah...whats fun to do around here in the fall? New Paltz had a super fall culture surrounding the local farms in particular with apple picking, pumpkin picking, carving contests, haunted houses and the like. I am a sucker for some good hot apple cider also. I don't like the cold, but there is something cozy and romantic about hats and scarves and runny noses when there isn't snow on the ground.

I used to work at Stewarts Shops. For those of you who don't know, it is a smallish franchise gas station slash convenient store slash ice cream shop. I worked there for two years after graduating college and falling for Felly. Stewarts wanted to be known for its small business, local community blahdee blah shit and most important, its coffee. The reason behind this of course is that if you sell one cup of coffee out of a pot, you pay for that pot of coffee. Therefore, you sell a pot of coffee, you are making something like 3X's what you paid. Similair profit margins go for ice cream as well. And yes, 20-30 minutes was the max for how long a pot should sit out on the burner (4 hours for the ones in the hot pots) before making a new one, but this never happened except between the hours of 7am-1030am. Either way, we let people make their own damn coffee and although we never made the jump to those cool little International Delight flavored coffee creamers, we did have flavored French Vanilla and diner sized sugar containers so I didn't have to waste my time opening six zillion little packets of sugar. Also, I miss Cotton Candy Ice Cream.

Yesterday Felly and I went shopping. Our progression was as follows: Pier 1, Bed Bath & Beyond, Big K Mart, Target, Wal-Mart and finally, Home Depot. She has been bothering me for weeks about getting plants for our bedroom, so we got some, along with one of those cool bamboo plants that goes around itself in spirals. The problem now is that the cats think they are toys/snacks. We shall see how that goes. Also, (e:chico), we finally got a shower curtain!

Just for the hell of it...anyone ever been to a Sonic? I am originally from the midwest, Oklahoma to be exact, and haven't had Sonic in something like 4 years and they show effin commericals for Sonic here and the closest one is like...forever away. It drives me insane.

Before coming to Buffalo, I had never heard of Tim Hortons. When I got here and saw one after another after another, I realized how big they really are. And of course, eventually ended up going there for some coffee. The first time (e:fellyconnelly) and I went, we both got coffees and I think some breakfast sandwiches. All I remember was the coffee being eternally hot and lacking in sugar. I like a lot of sugar in my coffee, perhaps an unhuman amount, but when I asked Felly to get me some extra, she was shot a dirty look by an employee. The sandwiches were amazing, but I was sad because without coffee, I am nothing.
Yesterday we went again. My worst Tim Ho's experience yet. First of all, we ordered two iced coffees and a sandwich to split. I said, as usualy, cream and sugar in my coffee. I should have asked for extra, but even then it wouldn't be enough. Then, they didn't have whole wheat bread for our sandwich. And then, I went to drink my drink, and the shitty top allowed the contents to be spilled down the front of my shirt. Grrrr. So my complaint really is, why can't I make my own godam coffee? And how hard is it to create a coffee cup that works? And finally, white bread tastes like eating paper.