I’m the worst person ever, I am leaving my father and making my mother drive 32 hours in one weekend (of course I’m not forcing her, and I’ll help she won’t have to drive the entire way back). All on account of my dad’s girlfriend. So if you ever think you suck and your parents deserve better, bring me to mind!
I am excited to see my dog (who apparently keeps me from anxiety- did not know this about myself or him since I’ve never been away from him too long) and I am excited to see my best friend, and my sister, and my mom. All of whom are wonderful and exercise my fantasy-whimsy soul. I am excited about all I have learned from living in this shit hole, and how it will help me on my future endeavors. I always forget that word, endeavors, until the exact moment it is appropriate to use. I am excited to force another sushi restaurant to hire me as a server because I am the best, truly. They need me.
I’m going to post a lot of pictures of my friend and companion caesar because he’s the cutest and nicest.