paddy and i sat on the terrace. talking. joking. hearing plans for our respective summers. the sun is hot and the tiles warm. a cool breeze keeps everything from getting too nasty. it is march and it's wonderful.
i came in to catch up on some emails. i will go to JJs in an hour and send them off.
i just passed his coffee thru the bars to him. small fun moment of being and waiter but getting no tip. something i am always accused of not doing at JJs. : D
i wish he were going to stay next year but it does seem likely, without Marta here, Paddy will go back to the UK and join the foriegn service or something. his wanderlust pushes him to move every three-four months. he's thinking of afghanistan.
sheesh.
: D
god where am i going to find another flatmate like him?
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