Stay Young

I attended a friends wedding on Halloween, which I found to be sorta disturbing since they danced to the time warp and dressed up as characters from the Nightmare Before Christmas. I was planning on writing more about this but I waited so long that I don't feel like rehashing it all.
Next, we had a coffee tasting at work. Robert bought a South American coffee that won the world cup of delight so this coffee is arguably the best currently in the world. We each had to pay 10 dollars if we wanted a cup of the coffee, since he payed over a hundred for a pound, and considering a ventei latte of sorts at Starbucks is about 5 something, 10 bucks for a cup of the best coffee in the world didn't seem like a bad price.
Jane has been working at Zeezos costume shop downtown and after Halloween they had an end of the season party. Jane invited me, being her roommate and ride, so I wen to Zeezos around five in the evening and hung out for a while until the shop closed, which was early, and we headed over to 15C. The main reason that I went to the party was because of the venue. 15C is the best Martini bar in town and it's hidden. The bar's entrance is a black door with no signs in the alleyway behind the Old Chicago. I had heard about a few times over the last 3 years or so but no one seemed to know where it was. I had my first Martini, an Appletini mainly cause of Scrubs, and I decided that I don't really care for them I think I prefer beer.
Most of the employees left around ten at night and the bar began to fill with patrons, I was stuck since Jane got slobbering drunk and was having an in depth conversation with a bull dyke. I spent an hour reading the Independent and playing pool on my phone before I dragged Jane out of the bar. After we got home she puked in bed on Jon, who was alittle irated by this point then passed out leaving him to clean it up.
Getting to today, I woke up around seven thirty, like I have been lately, and watched scrubs on DVD for an hour. I decided to go for a bike ride since it has been unseasonably warm out. Jane and Jon were still asleep so I rode off on another adventure on my own. I realized how beautiful this city can, if you look away from the crowds of people that appeared recently and the crime it can very nice. I rode though the older neighborhood, since I live in it.
I was ridding down the Shooks Run Trail when it ended on Corona, I stopped to see where it picked back up when I realized that I was in front of a coffee shop. A downtown looking building was placed in the middle of older Victorian style houses. The place was fricken huge and fancy inside.
I plan on going back to the coffee shop, possible studying there. It's on the corner of Columbia and Corona if anyone is interested.