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Loonnnnnnnnng time mo coming in here! Dang, it even looks different. Well, I have some news!

First things first, the main reason for my absence here in The Kiss Of The Valkyrie. I got a new job! And I am loving it! ( No, I don’t work for MacDonalds XP)

I work at this really nice coffee shop, at Colombo. The perks of it are that I get to work with great people, the pay (of course!) and the human dealing experience inherent to the whole thing. The only downside of it it’s the schedule, I am on the graveyard shift, so I get home at unearthly hours and of course the one and only thing I want to do when I get home is sleep.

So, if any of you guys drop by, feel free to say hello to me sometime! (^_^)

God, some really funny things have happened to me since I have been working there. There are the nice costumers and regular ones, which I am quickly learning their habits, the rude and obnoxious clients, which I just want to smack their faces, the foreign ones (my experience with these started when attending Celtic adepts, emptying our beer storage, not that I didn’t like them, I’ve been called ‘darling’ or ‘love’ more times in that afternoon than in my entire life… XP btw, Chris I miss ya!! lol) OK, we’ve had some other foreign clients and they’re kind of my department, since I am the sort of all around interpreter, I actually like that! Hmm let’s see, oh yes since working there I’ve had some… proposals. Just yesterday I had one. There was this guy that usually goes there, if not everyday, then 3 days or so, kind of a regular and always accompanied by this girl. They make their order, actually she does and one of us arranges it, since sometimes we are 3 people at that time working. But yesterday we were only 2, me and the night manager. So, she comes to the counter and makes the order, I get all done and deliver it to their table. I was busy attending other people that I didn’t notice her at the counter again. When I finally was a little free I attended her. She asked if I had a pen, a lot of costumers do that and I said sure and got her the pen. As I gave her the pen, she said she was going to write me a note, from her friend to me. I was like… okaaay.

Some clients after, she came to pay their tab and gave me the note and the pen. I closed the tab and didn’t read it immediately because God knows how busy we were at that time, so I slipped it into my apron pocket.

Later when I ended my shift I read the note. The first thing that came into my mind was... LMAO! Ok, so a basic description of the note: The guy said he came there a lot of time and he saw me and for some reason he liked me and blah, blah... Also said that I didn't know him and that stuff but he would like for us to know each other better and left his phone number on the note. And he asked his cute cute girl friend to deliver it to me... OK! I just folded the paper and put in in my locker.

Comments about this thing: It was funny, romantic I must add, for in such a long time I hadn't had a display like this. However, he's not even near my type so the next time he comes by I'll just have to politely decline his chivalrous advances.

On top of all that, I am dead tired, sometimes a bit cranky, missing all my friends and some social life. Also, thinking about some certain exes doesn't add up. *sigh* But for that part I'll just have to keep pushing that aside and don't let it play on my mind over and over again as it has been for a couple of days.

Post notes: Ok, I miss you, I screwed up and now, I can only think on what could have been. I know, I may be deserving this, but I just wanted to get you out of my head. I don't want to admit, but I still love you, I think...

I leave you this song, it makes me think of you. I hope you know it's for you.

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