coffee

[prompted by mention of Someday Cafe in pheromone's journal]

Kelly and I noticed the other day that there's no Starbucks in Porter Square. I was thinking that maybe I ought to send a letter to their Director of World Domination telling them that they missed a square. But I decided not to because it might call attention to the lack of Starbucks in Inman Square and Teele Square.

Boston is not nearly as good a place to get coffee as Cambridge is. Since Curious Liquids closed, there aren't really any good non-Starbucks places to hang out and drink coffee within walking distance of my office. There is a Peet's in the Financial District, but in typical Peet's fashion they have no tables. A place called the Wall Street Cafe just opened down the block on South St., but our graphic designer bought moldy banana bread there once and now it's on the bad list. And nothing in the area stays open past 5 anyway. The Borders bookstore at Downtown Crossing has sort of a neat cafe area, but it gives me flashbacks to high school when I used to go with the other gay person I knew to the Borders in White Plains and drink coffee and talk about my coming-out crisis and the boyfriend he met on AOL. I think that people who actually hang out in the Financial District must be more into bars or something.

I suppose it's just as well that Boston has failed to provide me with regular access to lattes and comfy chairs in which to drink them, because it's one more incentive to get on the subway and go home.

Yoga

So one of my goals for vacation was to take a yoga class at either my gym or Kelly's gym. The first class I tried to attend was cancelled. Then I was sick for a few days. I did finally make it to a class at my gym this morning. It was challenging, but fun.

Basically, everything went sort of like this:

Instructor: Put your feet like this and hold your arms like this, and inhale...
My Brain: This isn't so bad. I can do this.

Instructor: Now take your left foot and tuck it behind your right ear, and exhale...
My Brain: Uh oh. Now we're in trouble.

Fortunately, fj had tipped me off that just because the instructor says to do it doesn't mean you actually have to. I skipped the headstand bit at the end because I was a little bit dizzy from all the bending over and it seemed like a good thing to aim for doing at a later date. I'm going to try and start going regularly on Saturday mornings.