Let's make some doughnuts

All my things are in piles on my bed. There are clothes to throw away, clothes to give away, clothes to keep, all in preparation for the inevitable procrastination that is to come. Last night was a good wednesday- hospitality night at poor pauls. I am pretty sure that the one free drink you get and the $2 jack and diets should make up for the fact that you work in a hot kitchen or with rude customers all without a healthcare plan. Yes, it evens out in the end. I'm softening up towards the end of my tenure, realizing that I am going to miss people I didn't expect to. Lila Dodd? Who is going to give me health advice and teach me about the evils of caffine and sugar? It's taken me a while to consider these people my friends, I didn't jump right into it saying "You, you will be my friend and we will gallop through feilds of green and ivory". It was a slow progression full of respect and quiet resolve. But as the day draws near when I adopt a new home town and move on to the next step there is nothing in my mind but excitement and hope, and that in and of itself makes me happy.