I found an apartment! It's perfect. In a great spot - Bryant across from Childrens - the rent is good, I'll have my own bedroom and bathroom but I'll also have a roommate (one of Mike and Lisa's friends lives there now but her roommate is moving out at the end of Sept., then I'll move in). I'm very happy. The only problem with it is that I can't bring Emmett...I'm not getting rid of him. We're too bonded. But I do need someone to foster him for a while until I move into an apartment that takes cats. So, if anyone would like to take care of Emmett for awhile, let me know. My lease in this apartment is only going to be 11 months, so you wouldn't even have him for a whole year.

In other news, I went to Frizzy's for the last Karaoke of the season last night. They had a singing contest, which I did not enter, and a photobooth contest, which I did not mean to enter, but somehow did and won (in the "funniest picture" catagory.) I had to split my prize of $20 in MightyBucks with the other 3 people in the picture, but with $5 in MightyBucks I can still do a lot of damage...so I got to the bar around 10 and promised myself I'd leave around 12 since I had to work today. At 12 I decided that I could leave at 1 since I didn't really have to get up until 9 this morning and I'd still get plenty of sleep. At 1 I decided I didn't need 8 hours of sleep to do my job. At 2 I convinced some of my friends to since 'Cecilia' for me, and couldn't leave until they did. When I left at 3 I wondered why we start working so early in the morning when bars are open so late...and why I'm not a bartender instead of a pastry chef. It seems like a much better job.