a hommage

as with all human nature, i am experiencing a completely inexplicable emotion. i miss the book store of doom. i know i've left behind a semi-abusive, unhappy work environment, but (some might see it as a sort of 'grass-is-greener' syndrome) i yearn for the good old days ;) (yikes! a stereotype)

i think because i'm in no-man's land at the moment. very little wits. no work. just waiting in july so i can start a new phase and i suppose, if i force myself to psychoanalyse things, then i miss the whole 'group' mentality of my old routine

some things i miss about the book store:

• the books. i'm a nerd. bite me

• meeting people - a la ipodboy, not jevons dad, waldimar, damon berry (good old damon with his exciting-ness) ... the beauty of working in the customer service industry is that you can meet just about anybody anytime.

• shakti's marriage proposals and gifts from people such as psycho johnny... those were the days, huh rina? how ever will you find a significant other NOW? especially one so generous and frequent with his visitations... ;

• rides with thomas. AND the pudding! oh the pudding!
  

and that is all for another installment of things that are not particularly interesting, but i hanker to record them anyway


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