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Friday, July 15, 2005
Friday Night
You know what they call a guitarist without a girlfriend? ……Homeless.
This was what the drunk man in line next to me at the coffee shop asked. No, he wasn’t hitting on me. I think he was just looking for anyone to listen to him ramble on about the ‘80s. I left Joel at the counter with him as I took a seat. He’s a better listener than me anyways. As I sit at Coffee Culture where Joel works, I’m enjoying a decaf butterscotch latte with whip cream and am reminded of my coffee shop days and how funny it is that we’re still making a living off of coffee. I am constantly reminded of how God has guided and blessed this whole adventure of moving to Gainesville. People have been great to us. We have jobs. We’re finding our way around. We have a roof over our heads. We’ve found a church family to worship with. I’m sure I could go on.
So tonight, (Friday) Joel is working. I stopped by to say hi, use the internet and drink up a delicious drink. Now I think I’ll go home and read or watch tv and wish I had some girlfriends to hang out with tonight. I’m sure we’ll make friends soon. In the meantime we’re enjoying each other’s company and trying to build relationships with people at work and church. Hope your Friday night has been more eventful than mine.
-Jen
This was what the drunk man in line next to me at the coffee shop asked. No, he wasn’t hitting on me. I think he was just looking for anyone to listen to him ramble on about the ‘80s. I left Joel at the counter with him as I took a seat. He’s a better listener than me anyways. As I sit at Coffee Culture where Joel works, I’m enjoying a decaf butterscotch latte with whip cream and am reminded of my coffee shop days and how funny it is that we’re still making a living off of coffee. I am constantly reminded of how God has guided and blessed this whole adventure of moving to Gainesville. People have been great to us. We have jobs. We’re finding our way around. We have a roof over our heads. We’ve found a church family to worship with. I’m sure I could go on.
So tonight, (Friday) Joel is working. I stopped by to say hi, use the internet and drink up a delicious drink. Now I think I’ll go home and read or watch tv and wish I had some girlfriends to hang out with tonight. I’m sure we’ll make friends soon. In the meantime we’re enjoying each other’s company and trying to build relationships with people at work and church. Hope your Friday night has been more eventful than mine.
-Jen
