The end, and a good thing.

-Today was my last day at the café. And oh sweet lord, I couldn’t be happier. The only moment when I felt even a hint of sadness, was when I was writing on the board that we put out front. I WAS (man I love past tense) the café’s artist, so this was always my job. I would scpice up ‘Today’s Special’ with color and design, one of the few halfway enjoyable things about my ‘former job’. Ha, anyways. So the coffee ladies, the group of old women who come in daily for coffee were sitting at a table somewhat close to me (I was sitting on the edge of a booth working on the sign) and when I stood up to carry it outside they all applauded! I got lots of “Looks great honey! You’re so talented! Nice job! Oh, I love the blue side!” and other things to that effect. It was quite adorable, and made me heart feel a little prick of pain…

…but just a little.

Muhahawahahaha!

Anyways, to continue….

-When I arrived at home, I ran up to my room with a joyful grin on my face. I threw my tennis shoes in the sink, and poured Lysol on them. Then I poured a whole bottle of bubble bath in the tub and hopped in. Scrub scrub scrub. A bar of soap, and half a bottle of shampoo later…and I was happy. I will NEVER, EVER, have to smell like that café again. It was such a wonderful thing to get rid of that feeling, and knowing it was the last time….ahhhhh. Happiness.

-Hmmmm, we are still getting ready for the infernal garage sale. Bah, I don’t wish to expound on this. Yes, its all going well, moms freaking but what else is new?

-Dance went well, hmm, I am still not completely nuts about the style of our routines yet, but eh. *laughs* It was really funny, we were all standing in front of the mirrors waiting for Joan to get the music going, and I noticed how incredibly different I look from all the other girls. Well, I mean okay, all the other girls wear flashy dance attire (odd mis-matched bright pieces, and what not), and they all yank their hair back into severe ponytails, all including the stylish side part. *rolls eyes* How original. And me, well, I had me hair up in my classic Grecian style updo, with artsy curls and wisps. And how can you leave the house without a little dangle on you earlobes? *laughs* And of course, black yoga pants and what else? An ‘Iowa’ shirt. Well, and the fact that most of the girls are all sticks, its good, they have nice stylish figures, but I am…well not a stick. Heh, okay I just rambled. Anyways.

-Oh! And when I got home I gave Chelsea a ring, shes been begging me to, we hadn’t talked in *gasp* 11 days! So her and I had a grand chat. I laid on my bed and doodled in a notepad while we talked about everything under the sun. I love that girl. Oh, and she has a new pet name for me. She was talking about me with her 17 year old brother Sam the other day, and he said “Wait, if you take one L and the I out of her name you can spell ‘Camel’.” *laughs* So now I am ‘Camel’ to them. Ha, its quite funny considering said animal used to be my very favorite. Ah, but anyways. Its just grand to talk to my girl. Why did she have to go to infernal college? Thats what I want to know.