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Well, the girl and I split up. We're more or less on good terms (I guess) and will probably still hang out and stuff, but it seems to be officially over.

My fault, really. I wasn't ready to get involved with someone, plus I had too much interest into whatever it is that I have with Cannon Girl -- recipe for disaster. Made my bed, you know? I feel like a complete dick for hurting her.

Had my first solo shift cooking at Estelle's tonight; it was really slow, so no big deal at all. The kitchen closes at midnight on Fridays, and that's when the place starts getting busy, so it was pretty much cake. I cooked 3 cheeseburgers and a blackened chicken sandwich, and a couple baskets of fries. That was it, aside from the tuna steak I sliced up and sauteed with some onions and bell peppers for myself. Sunday I cook til 3am, so we'll see how that goes, but Sundays don't usually get too busy.

Happy New Years? Ho, ho.