kateness

Yesterday was my last night at Montana's. I almost managed to not cry, but then one of my favorite servers came up to me crying saying how much she'd miss me, and the water works just started. This other guy, who I've always had a thing for, picked me up and spun me around and I started to cry again, again. His shoulder was pretty wet by the time I stopped, haha. It was a shitty job, but the group of people I worked with are some of the most amazing people I've ever met. *sigh*

I hate change

Oh yeah, I also made an asshole of myself on Friday. I'M NEVER DRINKING AGAIN! I always have to make apologies after I'm drunk. Heres the one I have to make to my friend Drew: "I'm sorry I hit on you, knowing very well you've had the same girlfriend for eight years. I'm even more sorry that we made-out, even though neither of us remembers exactly what we did. I feel really stupid. Heres a new dust pan."

Haha I suck at being drunk.