Cardigans? Are you serious

If I keep getting out of the house on weekends, strange things are going to keep happening to me. I went to the library to return some books. A 14-year old girl playing tag with her little brother. Adorable. She seemed a little more self conscious when 'adults' passed. Alas and anon.

I found the Catholic church I'll always have a vague inclination towards (you're a Calvinist now). I went to the coffee shop (no bike rack) by my apartment to see what was wrong with my internet. Soooo many old people.

I manged to trip on the corner on bike. Douche bag in Davanni's laughed at me. I hate douche bags who aren't me. It turns out the old people were in the coffee shop for a quartet of old dudes doing harmony singing. Huh? No more computer music for me.

I'm pretty sure stuff like this happens at this coffee shop no more than once a month. The one time I go there? Weird stuff going on. I hope this kind of thing happens every time I leave my apartment.