coyotekid

Fuck it. I'm going back to the kitchen, I think. I used to love cooking. And learning. And in a restaurant you can do both if you work with the right team. Friday is my official move-in day, when I get the last of my furniture and other assorted stuff into the new apartment. Dammit, I'm gonna make this new life work if it kills me. So yeah, life's just a whirlwind right now. I guess I might as well have fun riding it. It helps to have a friend that will smack you without judgment when you're mopey. And another that keeps tabs on you like a mother hen. (No, as negative as these traits seem, these are exactly the friends I love having in my life.) Hope everyone had a good weekend.