Barista Talk

Hey internet world,
It's me again. Awake again at 7 in the morning, because I haven't went to sleep yet. I find myself doing that frequently. I have nights when I can't sleep at all, and then I have days when I have to be awake early and the whole day just seems horrible because of not sleeping. But that's just how it is at the moment. My big adventure just isn't so big right now. Probably the most interesting thing I do is go to a coffee shop sometimes before work. I go in usually right before they close (because they close so damn early), I get a mocha and sometimes a popsicle. They have all these organic popsicles and I'm trying to try all of the flavors. I usually talk to the barista for a few minutes, and then I go to work at the theatre. Once I saw a big rat run across the sidewalk  and into the street. It gave me something to talk to the barista about. It's funny how when you move somewhere and your entire atmosphere is foreign and friendless, how the people you see at the coffee shop, or wherever you go, become the people you talk to the most. I have made two good friends I think, and a handfull of others who I consider to be my good friends here even though I might have only hung out with them once or twice.
         The theatre I work at has become the best thing in my life here. If it wasn't for that place, I would probably not like living here. Even though I only see most of them once a week, the people there make my life here not so lonely. Well and my roommates of course. I think I understand why more people don't move off to big cities. This is the first time I've lived somewhere for an extended period of time in which I didn't have my friends. That sounds like such a small thing to some people I'm sure, but to me, my friends have always been what's gotten me through in life. It's also funny, or strange, to me, how moving here wasn't what scared me at all. I was never scared to move here. I know I don't have friends or yadda yadda yadda, but I know I'll eventually make some. But what scares me is going to auditions. I haven't actually made it to one yet. It just scares the crap outta me. That and going to restaurants by myself. I always feel so self conscious. But auditions are a different matter. I don't know; they're just scary. And anyways, I've been focusing on being financially stable on my own. I figure it should be my first priority. And this goal tries to elude me, at least it seems so. I have three part time jobs, and it's still not enough to cover my bills. But hey! I'm working on getting something that does: it's just taking me a little while. I know I'll get there. I'm not trying to have a pity party here. I'm just writing about my life atm.
        Speaking of writing about your life, facebook is so weird, and it annoys me to no end. I just don't understand the stuff people put on there, and yet I find myself on facebook all the time. I think it's weird how personal people get or just how stupid people are. I don't think they are actually stupid, but I do think it's stupid to bitch about work or customers on your facebook. Or the statuses that are obviously directed at one person. Or the people who just complain all of the time, kind of like what I'm doing now, I guess. Ugh I find myself strongly disliking people after being on facebook, which is probably a sign I should stay away from it, because I love people! And I guess it sort of inspired me to write a more personal blog, so it's not all bad. I figure if people put personal stuff all over public domain, I shouldn't be afraid to write personal things in my own blog.
       Well, I think that's about it for now. Maybe there will be more to come in the future. But no promises.