Thursday, November 17, 2005 Let it never be said that I don't hang out
Last night's happy hour at Molly's was a lot of fun, although, as I predicted, cozy. It's strange being in a room with all these people where you know all about the infected sores and romantic triumphs they've had, but you've never been in their kitchens. Usually when I find out about an infected sore, the first thing I do is march right into the kitchen.
Yesterday was officially the first day of the rest of my life, because I put in notice at the beauty parlor. Then all day I suffered pangs of guilt and pre-emptively missed all my favorite weirdos in the daily parade of weirdos there. Soon I'll go and work somewhere else, and I have this idea that I will have a whole new kingdom of weirdos to fall in love with. posted by Frenz | 11/17/2005 02:55:00 PM
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