I’m thinking that I should create a category for this blog called “Coffee Shop Fridays” or something…except that in a few weeks it might switch to Coffee Shop Tuesdays. I’m not sure what Will’s schedule will be like next term (his last term!).  Who knows, maybe I’ll just be coming in to town by myself.  One thing is for sure, I like my once a week forays into downtown too much to give them up. Even when part of my brain is saying “you need to be at home working, not trying to work from Starbucks!”

Speaking of Starbucks, last night I made the most glorious and amazing discovery.  I was registering this gift card that Will gave me weeks ago (because I wanted to check the balance) and I discovered that, as an iPhone user, I already have the basic AT&T Wifi plan! So, for me, accessing the internet at Starbucks is, basically free (okay, not really because we do pay an AT&T Wireless bill, but it is nice to know that this service is not extra).  This? Is glorious.  Why?  Because it means that I do not have to be limited to the Starbucks close to the PSU free wifi cloud (I have Will’s password so I can use it).  This means that I can go to any of the FOUR Starbucks within a fifteen minute walk from my apartment and work from there without having to go through some big ol’ hassle to get on the internet.

This means that it is all that much easier to leave the house for an afternoon without feeling guilty.  Why would I feel guilty when I can just take my work with me?

Here’s the thing.  Even though I sometimes look through the windows of coffee shops and scoff at all of the hipsters sitting inside with their laptops and their fancy haircuts and thick black glasses and odd hats and scarves, part of me has always kind of wanted to be one of them.  There has always been something appealing and kind of romanticesque to me about spending the afternoon hanging out in a coffee shop, working on my laptop and just…being out and amongst my other writery internetty people.  I find coffee shops to be kind of peaceful, even with the sounds of people talking and milk steaming and all that.  The main thing holding me back from becoming one of those people you see in coffee shops (aside from my obvious lack of fashion sense) is that I couldn’t justify the expense of a wifi account (I kind of need to be connected to the internet to do my job).  Now that it’s included…well, there really isn’t any reason not to go.

Hooray!