Can of Worms

i am in a coffee shop and i am pretty sure someone just snapped a picture of me and then ran away. this individual was lurking by my coveted desk seat in the sea of coffee shop couches and i simply assumed they were attempting to make me uncomfortable in order to steal my seat. after a few glances in their direction, i gave up my monitoring of their movements, assuming, correctly, that i am much more stubborn than they and will stay as long as needed to stake my claim on this spot. but then, in an instant, they were up close next to me, snapped a picture on their cell phone, turned and walked away quickly, making their escape before i could formulate an appropriate retaliation. um, and what would be an appropriate response, i am still unsure. what just occurred here?

i met Keirsa and Eamon for lunch on sixteenth street and caught up on all the alamosa gossip. for real, there needs to be a la puente reality show going on because this town has redefined DRAMA. there is so much to be said.

i am blogging when i need to be writing cover letters. so farewell.