Put on my pimp coat

Feb 04, 2008 12:40

This is our last week in town. By this weekend we will be residents of New Orleans.

Sudden?

Not really.

Since Clint finished his manager-in-training classes, his DM has been trying to find a store south of the lake for him to take over. Until another one of the Nola stores loses a manager, he's going to be assisting at the store on the corner of Canal and Bourbon. Drop by and say hi.

Speaking of bourbon...we had a "Good Riddance" party Saturday night. Charlie and Linda came by and we ripped and roared for a while. The good time continued until Amanda and Aaron dropped by, and I think Clint offended Aaron somehow in his drunkenness. I don't really remember what they were talking about (or why the rest of us were laughing so hard at them)...but I think it had something to do with Satan. Eventually Evan Williams got the best of Clint and Charlie, and we had to call it a night.

The alcohol let me sleep well Saturday night, but I had a nightmare last night. I don't remember the details, just that I woke up ridged with terror believing that if I turned over and looked off the edge of the bed something that followed me out of my nightmare would be there waiting for me.

It was awful.
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