Him:"What are you reading?" I look up at the short buzzed cut annoying boy.

Me: "Um, Girl With a Pearl Earring." I go back to my book.

He stands there...

"What's that about."

Sigh. "You don't care."

"You're hair looks nice today."

"Thanks."

I go back to my book.

I have this conversation many time a day. Well, not this exact conversation, although at least three times a week from Josh. I don't like him. He hits on me even after I have told him I have a boyfriend and I will never leave him you. I even told him to his face that i don't like him, not even as a friend. He still sits down next to me and asks me stupid questions. I hate that guy.

I spend pretty much all of my free time (free from work, school and boyfriend) at Starbucks. I am an Uber-regular. I can sit out there for hours and just read. Sometimes I have conversations with the regulars and a lot of time the workers spend their breaks with me but I just go there for my addictions-coffee and books.

Starbucks is my drug of choice. I truly am addicted to it. I can't sleep if I haven't hit a Starbucks for at least and hour everyday, and that hour has to be only reading. If I talk to someone for fifteen minutes then I need to be there for at least an hour and fifteen. Seriously.

I have seen human nature at it's most unbelieveable at this coffee shop, and I love it. So that's what this blog is all about. Coffee, books, and the most annoying, crazy, drug addicted, manic depressive/bipolar, downright entertaining people I have ever come across in my life.

Seriously. It's worse than a strip club...and I've been to plenty of those.

Oh, and I wear heels every day of my life. I love shoes...I wear Manolos to Starbucks. Hence the title of this blog.