I think sleep is overrated. At least I hope it is. I have seen the sunrise two days in a row now and I am a little tired.

I started serving on my own at the restaurant this week. I think I am doing pretty good. There have been a couple of small crises but all in all, things have been good. I got MURDERED last night, just with big tables. I am going crazy and having so much fun all at the same time. AND I am making good money. I can pay my rent this month *yay*!

Everyone at the restaurant seems really nice. I hadn't hung out with anyone or really gotten to know anyone until I ran into three of my co-workers at Church last night. We ended up hanging out all night, drinking at one of their houses. Since meeting people was pretty much my whole reason for working at a restaurant, I was happy to finally have made some friends there.

I have become a regular at Church. They start building my Guiness when I walk in the door. I love having someplace I can go after work where I can always find someone to hang out with and have good conversation with.

I should sleep today. I'm not going to since I am meeting someone for drinks this afternoon, but I really should sleep.

I guess I will sleep when I am dead! :)

So I got this really great job serving at a nice Italian restaurant in my city. Great hours, great co workers and my boss' are awesome. My training is going really well and I was on the verge of making really good money when...

I woke up on Sunday with a 103 degree fever. And I have been bedridden ever since. Can't drive, can barely walk. All of my friends are afraid I am contagious so I have been alone. Todd has kept me company on the phone and would stay on with me while I crawled to get cold compresses and water, just to make sure I didn't pass out.

HL finally came to my rescue with soup (which I promptly threw up but I appreciated the gesture) and a ride to the doctor on Wednesday.

I have a severe kidney infection and strep throat. My doctor was this close to admitting me to the hospital. He called me a "tough girl."

I am feeling better now, not 100% by any means of the imagination but at least I can sit up for extended periods of time. But I can't go back to work until I get a release saying I am not contagious. And my doc is closed on weekends.

And I am going north to my parents house in two weeks. So I have been hired for a week, then sick for a week, then will work for two weeks, then I need another week off.

I am lucky my boss' like me.

*cough*

So I move into my new place today! I am sharing a two bedroom apartment with a 31 year old restaurant manager. The price is right, the location is great and I am stoked!

And once again, I stayed out too late last night. Meg and I also ran out of gas on our way home from a party, so I had to walk down the freeway at four in the morning to get gas! That was so much fun...except it wasn't.

I am so tired but I am meeting up with an old friend this afternoon so I have to WAKE UP! :)

LIAR

I am such a stubborn and prideful person.

Okay, so I knew almost as soon as I hit the Washington State line that I had made a mistake. But HL had already moved on and started dating someone else so I dug my heels in and convinced myself that I could make my new relationship work.

Todd's mood swings were so out of control. I think that we got ourselves into too much of an overwhelming situation and didn't know what to do about it. When things were good, they were great but when they were bad...

I didn't move to WA to be unhappy. I started realizing that what I really needed was to be independent. I have been with HL my entire adult life. I have never really dated. I have never been self sufficient. I need to find out who I am before I can expect to be with someone else.

And if I am going to do that, I want to do it in California. With my friends and my karate studio.

So I made the decision at about noon on Tuesday that I was leaving Todd and moving back to California. By three I was packed and on the road. I drove 20 hours straight and made it home by 11:30 on Wednesday.

I have had tearful discussion with HL about the state of our relationship. We are going to be friends but take time to really explore other relationships with other people. If in six months or so, we re-evaluate and see that we still love each other, we might try dating again.

Until then, I am SINGLE bitches! Woot! Look out boys...

Meg has been keeping my spirits up and she took me to the beach last night. Where we met some really cool people from AZ. We went to their hotel and partied all night.

All I have to say about that is thank you god for hot, young, hardbodied guys from AZ. Thank you.

It is weird to know that I can hook up with no guilt. I will check out a guy and realize, "Hey, I can date him!" It is also really cool though. I am like a kid in a candy store.

Or a fox in the henhouse... :)

For the first time in my life, I am free to do whatever I want WHENEVER I want. No checking in, no obligations. I am sure I am going to get sick of it eventually, but until then...