California here we come.....

Well...I'm finally here....and let me start by saying....whew...what a weekend....one could say i went out with a bang....figuratively speaking, of course. I guess I'll start with Friday...Gretchen and I had lunch at a really good sushi joint....tim called me to ask if i wanted to work a vodka party sponsored by rain vodka....unfortunately i was already scheduled to work at nyp....so i volunteered zach....this is where i went wrong....zach and i had plans to catch the midnight showing of the big lebowski.....but, zach and free booze a sober man do not make....I called him when i got off work....he didnt sound too trashed, so i told him id meet him at the bourbon house...by the time i got there he was already 8 white russians(caucasians) deep....i thought id try to sober him up with some soda and popcorn....i realized it was no use when he attempted to light a cigarette in the middle of the theatre.....i was tempted to just leave him...but, he was soo wasted i was afraid of what would happen if i left him drunk in the french quarter to his own devices....when i got home(it was only like, 1230)i called my friend todd and the evening wasnt a total wash....caught yet another sunrise on the rooftop....saturday i worked at nyp...a friend from there had a party at her house...a guy we work with is moving to spain for school, another just got in town, and im taking a leave(of sorts!!)....Laura(the girl who had the party) has a sweet house in uptown...she lives with a bunch of grad students....their house is very artsy...when we walked in there was a clear shower curtain hanging on the wall, with a couple permanent markers laying on the ground....it was a sort of graffiti art/yearbook signing type thang...it was really cool...by the end of the night my not so sober self was involved in quite an intense game of hangman on said shower curtain.....This was a very chill party...my coworkers and i just sat in a big circle and shot the shit....i decided i work with a lot of kick ass peeps...we were all chillin outside when out of nowhere its started super storming....gretchen and i wanted nothing more than to frolick in the rain...we opted against it....i didnt leave the party till around 530am..considering i didnt get there til around 1am i guess its not that bad...i guy i work with named curtis(he's super cute and cool....he's 20...there's always a catch!!)stayed there for awhile, bullshitting and trying to sober up!! Sunday i was super hungover, my friend chris drove in from lafayette to hang before i left....we ate lunch at nyp, then i had to work....its ironic, it was my last shift and we were soooooo freakin slammed, it was insane, i literally sweat out my hangover!! After i got off chris and i just hung out, stayed up late watching the karate kid part two(god the 80's were soooo cheesy,and the fashion, oh my gawd!!), and chatting. Monday morning i attempted to start my packing....im not what youd call a "light packer" by any means....quite the contrary im a compulsive overpacker....i guess its partially because i have way more, clothing, shoes, accessories, than some department stores...which explains why the last three times ive traveled ive had to pay the heavy bag fee...but, much to my surprise, i actually finished packing yesterday...a whole day before i left....thats definitely a first...in the afternoon i walked around the quarter to run some last minute errands....i was overwhelmed with this sadness, like it was my last time there or something......made one last stop at the garlic clove....picked up my final paycheck( a whopping $30....why did i work there for 6 entire months again???) I had a couple of friends over for my farewell evening....tim and chas came by and we decided to go visit drunk ass zach at the gay bar he works at(he's straight). gretchen stopped by and we all just hung out for awhile.....so, this morning....i randomly woke up at 830 realizing my car was parked on a tuesday tow street....i totally panicked....how freakin fitting would it be for my car to get towed mere hours before im to depart this city......luckily the green machine was still where id left her on monday.....i came home and got ready to take off.....just as im rolling my heavy ass suitcase out the door...its starts pouring down.....what the hell???? what is happening? are these signs i shouldnt be leaving? I mean, i am leaving at a time when everything seems to fit....i've made some really cool new friends, i like my job(sorta, well, i like it more than the clove, so, ya know, thats an improvement!)...i just worry,with all thats to happen in this month im home....will i still have that same feeling when i get back???? guess we'll have to wait and see....for now, im stoked to be back in cali...i'll be hanging in sacramento this week.....on sunday im headed to tahoe!!!! CANT WAIT!!!!!