Closing time

One of the things that really irks me is inconsistency.  There's a coffee house a few blocks from me called Gypsy Beans where I decided to walk to a few minutes ago.  Walking is something that I like to do except WHEN IT'S 14 DEGREES.  I finally get there and what do I see?  It's closed.  It's dark and the workers there are closing up.  Lovely.  It's not like there's much to do in this crappy neighborhood, especially WHEN IT'S 14 DEGREES.  For about six months, this place didn't bother to post their hours, and since it's fairly common to have "summer hours" or "winter hours,"  I usually take a gander.  Two words for them: sharpie + paper.    Their website says that Fri and Sat they close at 11PM.  Maybe that's 11PM Beijing time.

I have the Cavs-Jazz game on but I'm not interested in it.  Actually, I just like the distraction of noise.  In some alternate universe, I'm watching the game and I'm a member of society instead of pacing around frantically.   I don't want to be in the house.  I don't want to be here at all.