"Hello, Mary-Lou; Good-bye, Heart..."

Hellooo, working on Fridays is bizarre. All the CNAs wear jeans. I spent a lot of time going '...?' before I realised it was casual Friday.

In any case. To-day when I went in to see her, Irma ordered an orange juice/fruit punch/applejuice drink seasoned with salt, pepper, and paper.

And I walked into a door again.

I have managed to be thoroughly uninteresting, and intend to keep on being so--I need to write Waen Bootstrap Bill/Queequeg before we leave to-morrow at some dreadful time in the morning, and I haven't even packed. Oh, dear.

Waen opened her hat this evening, though, and she loves it. She's wearing it with her Grateful Dead skulls and roses handkerchief, and she looks very hardcore and badass. ^_^ And I got some new white silk ribbon off her present from Ellen, so I am v. exceedingly glad.

But--all of you? I'm very worried about going away. I'm worried about leaving work, because some of my people are ill or unstable, and some of them are going home while I'm gone [if everything goes right--that's the catch], and I'm frightened Anna won't be well when I get home, and Gayle fell out of bed yesterday, and-- I'm really worried about you, too. So please, as a favour to me, can you take care of yourselves and each other? I don't want anything to happen that's awful. Love each other a lot, and support each other, and someone please make Zara sleep and eat. I want something who will report directly to me. XD But srsly, I love you all so, so much. I want you to be safe and well.

Adieu, adieu, remember me--

(the rest is silence. at least for a week.)