It’s Monday. Big deal. It’s also my last week at Golden Staffing which, for me, is a big deal. Still the occasional, ‘Don’t Leave’ passes through the lips or in an instant message but I just let it go. Last night Juan came over for a little while, he was gone by 9:00, picking up his buddy Andrew at Secaucus Junction and driving on back to school. Bill made it home in time for the Sopranos with a two gallon tin of kettle corn popcorn. It certainly was worth the wait. Not too salty and a touch of sweetness, we devoured it in no time. Juan made a nice dent in the tin before he hit the road.

Bill was up and out this morning, right on time and I soon followed after the shower, the shave, the cereal and the email with coffee. It was a bit chilly this morning as I walked to the bus stop. It’s an odd thing, sometimes you see someone day after day and then you don’t see them anymore. Either they died or got a new job, or they moved. Someone always takes the place, filling the vacuum. It’s fun to watch them try to figure out getting off the bus when it arrives at the terminal, screaming about opening up the back door.

I walked along listening to the Arctic Monkeys, various songs I downloaded off co-workers at McMann and Tate. Saved me a few bucks, though I lost a few songs and albums when I left and didn’t get a chance to burn those tracks. So I’ll have to get the Minutemen some other time as well as a few other bands. The Arctic Monkeys are fairly current and also the major story in both Mojo and Uncut Magazines. I am such a sucker for accent like these blokes and their musicianship is pretty good too with some funny lyrics, like the song titled, Who the Fuck are the Arctic Monkeys?

Work was slow and I expect it to be this way for the rest of the week. I surfed, did a little work, surfed some more, did some more work, answered the phone listening to belligerent applicants upset that the voice mails they’ve left went unanswered, I tried to reassure them and was convincing most of the time though my heart certainly wasn’t in it. One applicant who came in today remembered me. Turns out she temped with me at Wanker Banker, Valentine’s Week. She mentioned that she was thinking about me the other day. Her name is Amber and she was nice.

I do remember that Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t too good. Bill and I arguing about giving each other gifts. He wasn’t into and tried quoting me about how we don’t do what all the other couples do etc. I wasn’t having it and told him that every year we had been together we exchanged presents etc. 2005 wasn’t a good year for either of us it seems. It’s a lot better now. Amber also reminded me that I bought her flowers on her last day of temping because of my mood that week. That was awfully nice of me, wasn’t it?

I found the James Baldwin tape and need to get it to California.