Coffeeshop round 2: not nearly as productive as round 1...

I ended up in downtown Edmonton this afternoon to meet with an Edmontonian customer, and then I have to go to pick up my race package in a couple of hours for my 10k tomorrow, so I thought since I have a couple of hours to kill I'd set up camp again in a coffeeshop because it was so productive the last time for writing. So I went in search of a Starbucks because they have the best kind of shops for writing (very easy to be anti-social in them...) but I couldn't find one close enough to the LRT (Edmonton's version of a subway) station that I have to use in a bit so I settled for a Tim Horton's (which is cheaper/has way better coffee than Starbucks), but the atmosphere here is so frantic that I'm feeling distracted and anxious and there's nowhere to hide my computer so I feel like people are constantly reading over my shoulder, so I can't write.

And there's a group of old people across from me that won't stop shooting glances in my direction... because literally no one else is sitting around with a laptop out in this busy restaurant.


So I might peace out here soon and just kinda aimlessly wander the streets of downtown Edmonton until I have to catch the train to the horse track here (which is where the marathon is being held... it's sponsored by the Northlands racehorse company thing) so I can pick up my racing gear and go home and panic about the race for the rest of the day/do a bunch of drawing/writing from my happy happy home and not this scary scary place. Plus I dressed for the 30C weather that we have and it's like -100C in here because for whatever reason they assume that air conditioning is to remind Edmontonians why Canadian winters suck so bad.

And, stupidly, I bought iced coffee because hey, it's freaking 30C outside.

Dangit. This was just awful planning.

My life, guys! The worst.


EDIT:  Okay, as happens I had to pee, and when I went into the washroom here there was a lady coaching herself through a supposedly difficult poop in a very loud whisper. I don't know that I'm okay with downtown Edmonton anymore. At all.


EDIT #2: I was reading through my race's FAQ to pass time (I'm certainly not getting any work done here...) and apparently race refunds are a very touchy issue for the webbuilder:

I wanted to curl up in a ball and shout "STOP YELLING AT ME!" upon reading that haha.


EDIT #3: LOL HOLY CRAP. I don't know why I'm finding these so funny:

• Can I bring my dog?
  No
• Is there same day registration?
  NO RACE DAY REGISTRATIONS

Seriously. I'm going crazy.


EDIT #4: I'm a huge sucker. A huge one. I felt awful because there was a guy my age who was homeless and looked little more than a skeleton so I got him a sandwich earlier and then now a guy was asking for coffee money and we're in a COFFEEshop so I'm watching him go buy coffee right now with my money thinking "... I don't have extra money. Why do I do these things? I'm going to go broke... er..."