I just got a call from my good friend Allison on her acceptance into the University of St. Andrew’s Anthropology Masters Program. This marks the millionth time Allison has had things work out for her, and it couldn’t have happened to a nicer girl! Tony and her move to the cutest little flat in Scotland (Google earth is a gypsy’s best friend) and I’m so happy for them that I could spit.
Of course I was happy for Tony when he got his acceptance too, but I’m ecstatic for Al. Allison and I met in middle school, way back in the day. I went crazy, I punched her in the arm, she got me suspended… lots of time and laughter later, here we are. I don’t know… I know it sounds cheesy, but after all we’ve been through I think it’s appropriate to say: I love this girl. She’s pretty awesome.
So today, as I’m packing my bag for tour, I’m freaking out. I get this call from Alison and suddenly I see a bigger picture. Things are going to work out after all.
I have pictures to share!
As you can see the Bye Bye Bash was a success. I had a great time, and I think everyone else did as well. The wine was flowing and the company was fantastic. This may be the last time I get to see some of these cats. I sincerely hope it isn’t. Many thanks to everyone who came out to wish me well. You are appreciated!
I did end up making a speech. I don’t remember much of it. From what I’m told, it was about how supported I felt with you all. That holds true. No matter what happens, you all stay in my life – for better or worse – and I’m happy to find that I have a group of friends who love me no matter what. Either that, or they want a meal ticket. The jury is still out on that one. (I kid!)
Tomorrow morning at 8:00, I get on a plane. I don’t know what will happen in these next ten weeks, or in the future beyond that, but this bittersweet knot in my throat is a sign that I had a good life here. I’ll see you soon. Take care of yourself. And above all, read my blog!