Quit my job at the end of my shift. I had a tearful good-bye to everyone not my manager, which is what made leaving the job such a hard decision.

But I gotta look ahead. Looking into seasonal work, though I'm probably going to have better luck looking for stuff starting next semester around campus. In the meantime, I plan on trying to do some art stuff over winter break. Thinking of making Save the Starwhales an actual legit shirt and such.

But yeah. I had a good cry because I've grown quite attached to the people I work with. Well, most of them. Yet they all agreed with me; it's time to move on.