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Tonight was another lazy night alone, with nothing in particular to do, so I headed over to Borders for some coffee. I tend to like Borders better than Barnes & Noble, because it's less crowded, smaller and more intimate. I should add that I think Barnes & Noble probably has a better selection just because of sheer volume, but Borders' cafe is cozier and quieter.
What a perfect night for me: sipping coffee at a small table, reading Wired, my favorite magazine, while relaxing to Torch Song on my iPod. I'd missed reading the past two issues of Wired because I've been so busy, and once I pick it up, it's hard for me to put down. I tend to read it front to back, and thus it takes a significant time commitment when I do get to it. (Aside: That can somewhat be blamed on my mild case of OCD. Once I start something, I feel like I have to finish it before moving on to something else. That compulsion can make me come across as lazy -- I tend to be very unmotivated to do something if I think I won't be able to finish it.)
The only thing I longed for was a laptop. The dude sitting at the 2-top to my right sat down about 5 minutes after I did and quickly pulled out a titanium PowerBook from his bag. Sigh. I continually snuck a peek at what was on his screen. Soon, he was playing some sort of RPG, maybe Warcraft. Ohhh, I was jealous -- and feeling a bit pathetic, as I just got the big-daddy 20GB iPod and still don't feel like I'm keeping up with the Joneses.
I wish I had the money and initiative to open an Internet cafe. That would rule.
Current mood: Discontented