Breakfast at Dorian's

This morning, after only 5 or so hours of sleep, I got up for breakfast in LIC at Dorian Cafe with some church guys. It's right outside the subway station (green pole in the pic). I'm chronically early to everything so when no one else was there at 7 I didn't worry, got some coffee, and bought a paper right outside from the guy on the corner. 7:15: I ordered my food. 7:30: I was pretty sure no one was showing and sent the organizer a text. I think I woke him and apparently, everyone who usually shows slept in. I could have used the sleep but couldn't flip the b*tch switch on Jesus people ha, and at least got to read and do some people watching.

Part of the reason I didn't sleep well was because a coworker decided to call me at 1 am to ask if I'd cover her 12-9 shift today, which I did. It's a long, but good shift; you don't have to open or close and I made a couple hundred. woo!

I talked to Jen on the train home and walked in to my room to find a roach on my bed. I grabbed my mp3 player, threw on my running shoes, and jogged to the 24hr market for some roach spray. We just finished pretty much bombing the apartment because I don't do room-shares with roaches. It may kill us in the process, cough, but it's for a just cause.