The way things work out

Okay so I didn't quit my job...but I can talk big right? Instead I told him about my Cali plans and with a sigh he said "I knew this day would come, you're too young and too big for Norwalk right now." Then he continued to compliment me and say how awesome I was...and I'm sorry but I can't leave a job like that. There is maybe one in a million times when your boss is truly just an amazing person, and I can't give it up. I mean, I AM really good at being a receptionist...I basically just be me and get paid for it. Short of a six-figure salary it is perfect for now. Also, if my boss could potentially be any cooler, he offered to check and see if he had any associates in the San Diego area that could hook me up with a job. How bad ass is that? His karma meter is seriously kicking up the scale, if he doesn't have a booming amazing practice in the next 6 months I won't be surprised if he wins the lottery.

I will, however, continue to work with him AND pick up two or three more nights a week at Bravo. Who needs sleep? I genuinely enjoy being too busy to spend my money. I am halfway to my savings goal before I move :)!! Go me! Soon I'll be packing up the Focus and hitting the road! I can only hope at some point in my trip I'll be on a coastal mountain road with inspirational music in the background to complete this movie that is my life.

Right now news: I'm eating my second bowl of home made mac and cheese. I am bursting out of my skin I'm so full, but DAMN do I make some good mac and cheese...it is a talent that will take me far in life I'm sure.

Last night I discovered Matisyahu...an artist that is SO amazing he has already topped my favorite list. How did I not know about this before? Reggae music is the beat of my life. He played a concert in Des Moines last night that can only be rivaled by the SOJA concert in Hawaii. The vibes were there, the feeling was there, I abandoned all care and danced how I wanted, it was truly a moment of bliss. Also, my brother talked me (almost) into getting dreads...because I plan to dye my hair even more blonde than it already is, and blonde dreads would be awesome and crazy and fun! Hair grows, might as well do it before I get old! I don't have any reason not too, I don't think San Diego business owners are as anti-dreads as some Iowans. Maybe I'm stereotyping.

Last night I also was that girl again. I wonder what type of reaction people would have if I stopped drinking. I wonder if my curiosity could potentially outweigh my love of conviviality. Care to take a vote?

Okay, I officially cannot eat anymore. I might explode and it would be like those Kraft commercials. A giant spout of cheese would just come out of my stomach. And sure I'd be dead, but you have to admit that it would be pretty cool. It's the way I would want to go, so any crazy murderers out there take note. Force me to eat mac and cheese until I explode. But not yet, there are too many exciting things happening. Wait until I'm 100.

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