Friday, October 14, 2005

Blanche, with lemon

Late meeting. Period cramps. Endless rain outside the Café.

The girls talk about their bad boyfriends. I look past them out the streaky window. I have nothing much to say.

The waitress is in good spirits. The cute bartender has the night off, which is a shame.

Ada leaves to meet her bad boyfriend. Marie-Marcelle stays for another round. She is teaching her bad boyfriend patience.

If I had a bad boyfriend, I’d have something to talk about. But then, I’d also have a bad boyfriend.

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