Filed under: fear and loathing, obscure pop culture references, perfectly impossible, the cat's meow | Tags: i hate goodbyes!, west coast for life, yes i'm obsessed with my cat
if all goes well, i’m on a plane with my (drugged-up) cat, and i’m headed back to washington state, and we’re both peacefully sleeping in anticipation of a long week of settling into our new home.
if all goes horribly, horribly wrong, i’m at the airport with my (whiny, hungry, angry and drugged-up) cat, and i’m hoping the flight’s not delayed for too much longer because i’m emotionally drained, and people are glaring at me, and i just want a drink, but it’s too early and it’s weird to bring a cat into the airport bar.
either way, my time as a virginia resident has come to a close.
Filed under: obscure pop culture references, party star, work and play | Tags: awkward, drink drank drunkity drunk drunk, i hate goodbyes!, the office
…well, no one really. it would’ve gone to me if my boss hadn’t gotten me too drunk to drive home. who stays in the office past 5 p.m. on their LAST DAY?
this girl.
(at least i get to see maxie‘s pretty face one last time.)
