A Necessary Outlet

It is another day at Chocolati and I'm sitting here working and this woman has been sitting talking at her friend for a good hour. It first started talking about her work. There were two people she'd hired at the same time and one of them up and tried to commit suicide and so she had to go back home and get healthy. I was able to tune out whatever the story was about the other one.
I looked back at one point expecting to see someone who was in her mid-20s, maybe early 30s, but no, she's probably in her late 50s to early 60s. She probably can never be taken all that seriously on the phone.
Now she's talking about health. And all sorts of details from her chiropractor to her dietitian - who, by the way, wanted to just eliminate too much and it just wasn't going to be doable.
It's all sorts of intimate details I just don't want to hear about.

A first at Chocolati- Dance Routines

At least I think that was what the demonstration was. The thought that came to me: Ride 'em cowgirl.

Still at Chocolati

There's just something about a conversation that starts out, I got so drunk last night, when they aren't 22 year olds that peaks my curiosity.
Right now we have two women chatting. I'm guessing late 30s. The one with her back to me has a voice I sort of want to tune out. The one sort of turned facing me is listening to her friend who sounds like she's moving soon. And now talking about hospitals and blood and all sorts of awful, some sort of bacteria. But it sounds like a distanced story, maybe about a brother...
Things of interest - wonder how close of friends they are, there's no touching/comforting in the story. Although they are sitting sort of next to each other instead of across from each other.
...
"Her man's there..." Who says that? Who knew eavesdropping brings out a mildly judgmental part of me.

Wow - I can't tell if she's talking about a boyfriend or a brother, maybe a step sibling, but whoever it is gets drunk and physical, like punches the one referred to as a brother.

Ok. Really going to focus now.

Politeness

Today at Chocolati, while I should be the picture of focus, I was distracted by an old guy and three younger (25ish) people. The three 25ish year olds came to Chocolati to catch up and be social with one another. Little did they know their conversation would be hijacked by random older dude.
Things that amused me. One the body language of the young ones. They were definitely trying to be polite, but also were not interested in talking with this guy. I didn't do the turn the volume off the headphones to listen more closely (attempting to maintain that picture of focus and determination). From what intruded through the headphones and focus, was conversation about travel and the older dude trying to put his opinions on travel on middle girl. Middle girl was making it obvious that the boy was her boyfriend. They didn't stop touching the entire time. But I think the effort was more concerted as if trying to say - older dude, don't even think you have a chance, because you don't have a chance and I have a boyfriend. Older dude wanted her to be a happy globe trotter, and while she did do it, I got the impression she would be fine if she never left the PNW again, unless for short trips, like cruises or something.
Anyway, I was just amused. They have gone, as have many of the customers that made it crowded earlier today, so now time to get back to being the picture of dedication and focus!

Young Love

Moved on to Chocolati in the afternoon and sitting in front of me is a young couple. Or if they're not a copule, the guy really wants them to be a couple. Maybe they're just friends, I just heard something about marriage, and it sounds like to someone else. Kind of sad he lit up when she came upstairs. He's sitting somewhat closer to her. It could be one of those romantic stories where he's always been in love with her, but either she doesn't know or doesn't feel the same (obviously based on the rock and the wedding comments) she doesn't feel the same. I can't always tell ages, and sometimes students and teachers meet here, so maybe she's a teacher and he's got a total crush.

Hmm... now they're talking about some girl that he was apparently wanting a friend to be a wingman for. I'm intrigued about what their relationship is.
I can't help but think of Mrs. Robinson.

Now they're discussing her resume and job stuff. So intriguing, her foot is tapping up against his leg. Hmm....

Back to work for me, I'll update if there are any further developments.

Branching Out to West Seattle

I've moved to the land of West Seattle and I'm exploring West Seattle Coffee Shops to find the perfect mix of comfort, atmosphere, free wi-fi and access to power sources. Today I tried Freshies. Freshies has a great vibe. There are video games. The power plugs are limited. The space to work comofortably without feeling like I'm hogging space is limited. But it would be great for socializing. Or maybe reading a book, not actually doing work. Sofas, random long tables with school children type chairs. Speaking of school children, it's near a school and at lunch time, and influx of teenagers comes in. On a warm day, that wouldn't be as bad, but it's June 16th and still not going to get into the 60s (or 70s or 80s or anything higher). So the influx of cold air was not so fun.
If I were not avoiding eggs, wheat, and soy, it would also be a great place for lunch, with all sorts of sandwiches that look yummy.

Badass Critters

Speaking of dolphins:
"Those critters are badass in water!"

Oscar Night

Here at Chocolatie, it's an odd mix of hoping and slow. The woman behind me has been on Skype or her phone for hours, making me hope that Chocolati's internet would crash (I might also be able to finish the paper I've come here to work on). Anyway two women are sitting in front of me. I think they are family (for any anonymous readers who might read this blog, though I'm not really sure why you would, that's an affection term we LGBT folks sometimes use to refer to others of our kind). I thought this from the second they walked in. They radiate that hypster young queer vibe. But what just sealed it for me was overhearing them talk about the Oscars and say that Sandra Bullock is an amazing actress and should have won an Oscar for Speed. I love Sandra Bullock and I thought her role in The Blind Side was absolutely amazing and totally Oscar worthy. And I love that Speed probably introduced me to this sexy and witty actress- but Speed was not and never be worthy of any awards. It should be teased on USA Up All Night (not that I'm sure that it even exists). It should hold a special spot in our B movies that somehow made big money at the box offices, but it is definitely not a quality movie.

Chocolati 2/10/2010

I find myself not so involved in this blog now that I’m done studying for the Bar Exam.  That is changing now as there is some sort of interview, some sort of training or something for some sort of class. 

Scene a woman, probably in her late 40s/early 50s and a guy in a jacket with a hood.  Only see the back of his head, so no idea of what his age is.

Words that are making me snoop:

Trigger – talking about emotions.  Example used – when you said the word “blue” I couldn’t move past it because I have this history around the word blue.

It’s the way in this society we try to engage with something meaningful – it doesn’t have be Dante, but to share what’s truly going on.  It can be truly unnerving, but because it’s body centered other people can feel okay about it.

He says something about Sounders Fan. 

She’d love to offer it to a group of people who could benefit.  Kids or some group.

Helps stress reductions…also your awareness of others, see how you are thinking, affect your choices.

I’m just sort of putting out the world and letting people know about it.

He seems interested in her work. 

Okay back to work – this is getting boring now.