I woke up around 5:35 this morning. It was a long, cold night. For all intents and purposes, I slept on a concrete slab in a sleeping bag. All things considered, it was not a bad night. A couple of the guys stayed awake and reported some strange happenings. There was a lover's quarrel in the parking lot around 2 AM, and more than one person tried to get into the line in the dark of the night.
I decided to pack up my things and get ready for the morning. Where is the venti gingerbread latte fairy when you really need her?