Everyone talks about coffee so much here. I think I'll have my coffee from lunch after my diet Pepsi. They make a nice coffee here. It's not like a dark roast, but it's good.

My tongue and throat hurt. I'm so sick of this place. I want to escape. But they'd find me and put me into a worse place.

I need to make my friend jealous so he'll get me away from here. But then I have to use someone which is a rotten thing to do. Maybe not, maybe I could just smile at someone as I'm losing weight. When my friend can see. It would be good if I could actually make a friend here. In my youth I once smiled at a barista and my then bf looked like he'd lose his head. He was a quintuple Scorpio 12th houser.

Oh well. I fell asleep in my chair waiting for the smoke break this morning and no one woke me! I woke up as they were coming back in. So it might be hard to make a friend here.