Tonight I stayed way late at work and ended up chatting with Sydney after work. She told me tonight that she is looking for another job—I was a little taken aback. At the same time though, I don't blame her; things are getting a little worse and worse here, especially for her. I'm not sure how I'll do this job without her, but I know she's not happy. The thing that scares me most is she is such a great designer and a persevering go-getter that I know she'll find a job sooner than later. I'll especially miss our talks in the parking lot as the clouds change and the sun goes down.