I’m sitting in Bombadill’s Coffee Shop in downtown Ypsi right now, working away. Or trying to work away. There are people talking all around me, there’s music playing in the background, the sun is coming in at an odd angle and making it difficult for me to see the computer screen, and the espresso machine is screaming away. And despite all this, all I can hear is this woman next to me eating soup and licking her fingers like a wild animal. Jeesh.