Well, this is it. My last night in New York. My last day in Manchester. It’s weird. I’m not freaking out right now. Of course I am still a little buzzed from going to Madison’s (mmm…Irish red. Thanks for a great night out Jeremy and Amanda!).

Tomorrow the adventure begins. It’ll be…something. Today was a last day to be last days, with us doing great with sales and Mike coming to swing the store at 3 o’clock because his plane got hit by lightning (!). I think it helped us that when he walked in the door there were two Lifestyle systems going out.

I was more in a daze though, wishing he wouldn’t look over my shoulder (which thankfully, he didn’t). I had more than enough to deal with without worrying if I was reading my script verbatum.

Everything seems to be ready. I just have to take my computer, put it in my bag and leave. Does it say anything about how big a Bose geek I am that I’m taking three stereos and three pairs of headphones with me to Seattle, and that is still only about HALF of what I own? I think so.

Driving with my dad should be fun. He doesn’t like it when anyone other than him drives. That and the fact that I speed like a demon.

Ah, what else to say? Tomorrow I start the real American dream. To die in a firey car crash like James Dean. Oh, that or to take a cross country road trip. A lot of people are very jealous.

I’m sad to leave so many DVDs at home. We’ll be together again soon, my friends. I promise.

It’s weird not to ever go to work again, not in the same place with the same people that you’ve grown to know over three years. Just weird. I’m just glad I got out in three. After four years of high school and four years of college, I’ve found that I definitely start to get the “four years itch.”

Well, goodbye East Coast. When I see you again, I’ll be two time zones away.