Virtual Coffee, 0.6

Truth be told, I'm actually enjoying a mug of dark chocolate soy milk right now, eleven minutes before I have to dash out to start my work day.
Truth be told, the coffee picture above is from a couple of months ago, on a slow Sunday morning when my roommate and I spontaneously decided to go to a new-to-us brunch restaurant and discovered that it was James Franco's favorite restaurant in Menlo Park, and also that they have reallllllyyyy good coffee. 
She's coming to visit exactly a month from now. If you and I were having coffee right now, that'd probably be the first thing I tell you. My best friend is coming to visit and oh boy, do we have plans up our sleeves and we don't see ourselves resting for a single minute in the four days she's here. My other best friend, Lauren, is coming to visit this upcoming weekend and excited can't even begin to describe my state of being right now. Hope this week goes quickly.
Speaking of 'week goes quickly,' today marks the start of WEEK FIVE. As in, tomorrow, I'll have been here exactly one month. Still blows my mind how time flies, and I really want to run a statistical analysis on how many times that phrase has been said on this blog because that has been my greatest takeaway in the past couple of years, I think.
If we were having coffee, I'd be telling you all about how outraged I am that a movie ticket here cost me $19. NINETEEN. DOLLARS. Granted, it was at a movie theater in the middle of Times Square, and granted it was X-Men in 3D and you know I'd pay any price to have some quality time with my pal Jennifer Lawrence, but still. Highway robbery.
If we were having coffee, I'd tell you about Manhattanhenge, the sunset phenomenon that happens a couple of times a year that makes for a really great picture - the sun sets directly upon the NYC gridline. And I went, expecting a solid Instagram, but it was cloudy and I was sad. But I was even sadder for the crowd of professional photographers who had been waiting for a couple of hours probably, with tripods bigger than me. Oh well. Next time.
Lastly, I'd chat with you about the weather, because honestly - so. hot. so. humid. And I have no air conditioning, and it's hell, but I'm strange in that I've always dreamed of getting to live in a crappy apartment in my early twenties, just to get to reminisce about it in twenty years. The apartment's not crappy at all - in fact, it's quite nice. But the no air conditioning factor is terrible. And also, I was caught out in the rain a couple of weeks ago and all I did was start laughing out loud because I had been hubristic and stopped into J.Crew for a browse and into a juice place to get an acai bowl even as the sky darkened and rumbled ominously. But I knew I could make it home in time, I reasoned, before the downpour.
I didn't.
Happy Monday!
P.S. I live right above a German bar. So needless to say ... I'm exhausted.