I'm not exactly sure I'm going to be the best fit for the coffeehouse.  It all seems like too much too soon.  Short, Tall, Grande, Venti.  Everything is precisely measured, everything is so clean and perfect.  But even in the coffeehouse side of things discontent for the upper echelons of power still seem to run high.  Still looking for a department who are content in their job. Working with Nicole's friend, something I'm not too excited about but I'm going to just do whatever I have to do to keep going.  This stuff is ridiculous with the things that go on at work, but it could very well be the low-paying diner. Need to cut my hair again soon. Mouthwash. Those analog caps for the PS4 are dope. Jennifer is on her way, must gather myself. Forgot to mention rice and croutons on the floor yesterday when I arrived there's nothing I saw today.