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Since being re-employed, I have nearly no contact with any of friends. Ordinarily, this would be depressing, but the people that I work with are uber-cool, so it's somehow counterbalanced. Nonetheless, I am beginning to feel something akin to separation anxiety. This is further augmented by the fact that I'm leaving thurs. for Ireland and won't be back for three weeks. And I seem to be in an essay-writing mood, as this post would prove.
The cafe runs exactly like La Patisserie did, disfunctionally well. Everything seems to get done, but by the weirdest ways possible. The employees are fairly exact replicas of the types from La Patisserie. Brenda, the mother figure, mirrors Wendy - who I miss terribly. Mike G. is the doppleganger of Keith K. - the guy everyone knows and likes, but who has major insecurities. Sarah, whose last day was yesterday, is the counterpart of Holly Steven Oliver. Holly's not represented, which is very sad, since she's not been heard of or seen in months. I went by her house on Thursday, but their cars weren't there. Wendy mentioned (who I stopped by to see also on Thursday) that she had talked about moving to Vegas with Gary and his friend. It seems strange still that they'd just pack up and go without saying anything to anyone. I wish I knew that she was alright.
I know why I'm writing this way...Bets writes this way, and I just read all of her posts from last week. Silly studboy.
Cheers
The cafe runs exactly like La Patisserie did, disfunctionally well. Everything seems to get done, but by the weirdest ways possible. The employees are fairly exact replicas of the types from La Patisserie. Brenda, the mother figure, mirrors Wendy - who I miss terribly. Mike G. is the doppleganger of Keith K. - the guy everyone knows and likes, but who has major insecurities. Sarah, whose last day was yesterday, is the counterpart of Holly Steven Oliver. Holly's not represented, which is very sad, since she's not been heard of or seen in months. I went by her house on Thursday, but their cars weren't there. Wendy mentioned (who I stopped by to see also on Thursday) that she had talked about moving to Vegas with Gary and his friend. It seems strange still that they'd just pack up and go without saying anything to anyone. I wish I knew that she was alright.
I know why I'm writing this way...Bets writes this way, and I just read all of her posts from last week. Silly studboy.
Cheers