I do have a few projects I could work on today, but I feel all bloggy.

Got my coffee. Struck up a brief conversation with a man in line about his little doggie, tied up outside and in a panic for fear he'd forgotten it. (The line was long and moving slowly. I guess the little doggie got bored or freaked out by all the people coming in to the building but never reappearing.)

I was late, it was 9:30, but I saw the BEHM anyhow! (Me? Good clothes today. Bad hair. Naturally.) He seemed happy to see me, in spite of the rather attractive young woman at his elbow. Could have been a coworker but I got a sort of territorial vibe from her. OTOH, he made a point of saying good-bye when I left, so maybe coworker. I'd say she was interested, but he's very attractive, so that's not surprising.

I'm really going to miss him.

I'm going to miss the whole urban vibe. I love it...you can see a hundred different kinds of people in a day and create a thousand potential life stories for each of them.

Even the graffiti has potential. (Who is "Streaker" and did he believe them when they said he'd never walk alone?)

Ever since I start thinking about drawing, I've wanted to take a pad over and try to sketch the little courtyard where three restaurants have their outdoor café tables. And the strip of sidewalk where the Starbucks and Java Juice café tables meander down the sides of the buildings, awnings unfurling against the day's coming heat.

(Hey! Buehler's here! He wasn't supposed to be coming in today. Now I have to go work. Pits.)

Much later....

Okay, I worked. I also had yogurt breakfast today, so I've been starving all day. And now I'm cranky.

Also, I'm out of the blogging mood.