Oh, whoops! (Jeremy)

Hello everybody! Sorry about that! I thought that we, much like Anna Nicole Smith, had shut down for a bit of a rest. Unfortunately the world does actually keep turning over December, January and February – which probably explains this cyclical day/night phenomenon which I’ve been continuing to experience – and when I logged back on the site this evening, I was confronted by a whole NEW set of posts to read! Worse than that, Rick’s caught me on posting numbers and Sophie has left me for dead. I’ll have to think of some inconsequential crap to write over the next few weeks. Naturally it’s the quality that counts, unless of course I actually win in which case quantity is all-important.

It’s funny how things tend to go full circle again. Just today I was walking through Carlton to a Chocolate Lover’s Comm. meeting, and I bumped into an entire crew of O-week JAFFYs busy giving themselves food poisoning at the Intersection Cafe. I was tempted to give them my o-week advice – “Remember what she/he’s like before you have six beers” – but instead I merely gave them a wry smile and moved on. After all, they were from Whitley, and so to tell them to think twice about each other would be to waste the opportunity to give them the greatest advice that they could possibly recieve from a friendly second-year; do NOT wear your college rugby top to Uni more than one day a week. And – oh yes – read the blog. Especially those who want to pursue a career in publishing.

I am now working five day weeks – oh, the shock! the horror! – at a small cafe in the city, just in a little laneway called Block Place, by the name of Brown Sugar. The job’s cool and the people are great. It’s nice to get back on the floor and serving coffees again. The story that I now automatically greet friends and relatives and even utter during intimate moments, “Hello Sir, how are you? Would you like to see a lunch menu?” is a completely false rumour. About the only downside to work is seeing less of Kim, with whom I am completely infatuated. You know, I used to think, that back in single days, that when you were going out with someone, you’d stop missing them. Trust me, kids. That’s not the case.

We’ll see you on the Second-Year Site (to be linked soon)!,

jez.