Joya with Soya

There's a coffee at Starbucks called Joya del Dia and because I'm lactose intolerant (or at least I'm supposed to be), I get it with room for soy milk.

As of late, coffee has been powering me in the morning. For my [second] job at the major-chain Fitness Club, I have to open the club 3-4 days a week. That means waking up at 3am to get there on time to open the doors for the already waiting half-dozen members tapping their feet with anticipation or anxiety, or whatever. The first week was sooo hard! At least the construction workers, bus drivers, maintenance people, and teachers will have their work out and get to their respective jobs on time. :)

Now sleep has more meaning. I used to think that oversleep was for depressed people who need help. But it's sooo blissful. Last Sunday I took a 4-hour nap, which I haven't really done since maybe high school. I have officially joined the ranks of sleep lovers everywhere.

epilogue:
As soon as my credit card debt is paid off, I'm flying the coop. Hand over the job for who is was meant for... some poor college student to earn some spending cash before heading to class.

New Developments

Wow. August was crazy.

I flew to San Jose and New York. Attended a wedding. Bought a car. Got a second job.

And that was just the bare bones. The meat of is what really makes it crazy. I wish I had Labor Day weekend to unwind. Alas, when it rains in this life of mine, it pours.

Soooo... time for a party. How about the beach? AND Double time on the destressing effort: TV, jacuzzi, shopping, arts and crafts. To do: haircut, massage, movies, more air conditioning, getting out of the city and into nature.

Let's decompress.