Ok, I know that these next three entries are late, but you'll have to bear with me. I can't blog every single day.
This...is a couch.
Well, no duh...you already know that. This entry really isn't actually about the couch. It just happens to be a couch in a cafe that I hang out in with my buddies after work. No one really calls it by its actual name, since its actual name sucks, so we all just call it "the cafe." I took a nap on this couch. Bad idea to take naps in the cafe. People tickle you. And put whipped cream on your face.
I suppose the cafe hasn't impacted me in a deeply personal level. It's just a place to sit down and relax. Until someone draws on your face with a marker. >>
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