I went out tonight with some friends for a last night out type of thing and I have to say, I don't think I can take saying goodbye to many more people. Friday, on my last day of work, they had a small goodbye party for me, which was really nice. People each gave a little speech about me and a got more than choked up. Afterwards, I went to Stockbridge, where some of my family and friends live and it was more of the same. I think I cried on ten different occasions that day. The strangest thing was, most of the people I've seen to say goodbye to are people I haven't said 'Hello' to in quite a while. I know I haven't seen them much more than I will when I get to California, but it just seems so permanent. My cousin, Danny, is having a dinner for me today, sometime after I actually go to sleep. That will be the last of my goodbyes, I believe, and then Monday is all business. I am so burned out, emotionally. I'm trying not to even think about the trip. I'm just going to go through the motions until I hit the west coast and then let all of this hit me like a bombshell.

Just in case people think I don't write on here very much, the truth is I have written some very long, thought out, and personal comments. The problem is my computer cuts me off sometimes after, like, an hour of typing and I lose everything that I've poured out on the screen. It's so emotionally discerning that I just say 'screw it' and give up. But I promise to do better...maybe. Perhaps not so much on the road, but a little bit.

Don't have much to say, so goodnight Chuck, Amanda, Mike and everyone else who's probably already asleep, so it's actually moot, but whatever.

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