toast to the host

that's me! i'm hosting tonight at the restaurant for the first time.

of course i am scared, but i can admit that it's pretty irrational. i do have somewhat of a handle on things, but i know that when i do get nervous, i start making mistakes. some people work in the opposite direction and nerves sharpen their abilities.

the funny thing about it is that when james asked me if i wanted to work the door, busboy didn't seem scary anymore. it was only when i realized that i would rather just pick up the dishes and carry the food, maybe take the occasional order and punch something into the computer, that i was finally comfortable with my job.

don't get me wrong, i am not skipping off to work with glee and excitement, i just don't feel like i am going to throw up before my shifts anymore.

and...well...darth vadar came in the mail yesterday. (woo hoo!)