Wednesday, December 29, 2004 At a cafe now. Los Altos, you have your faults, but you know what you do right? Cafes. $1.30 for a cup of coffee and unlimited refills, wireless internet, spacious seating with plenty of elbow room. All ingredients for an excellent afternoon of writing. That's of course presuming that I hadn't forgotten my goddamn headphones at the house. The E-Z Listening Death Rage that threatens to overtake me is a powerful force, indeed. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.