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the blog of a normal person:
a dreamer. a doer. a lazy sonofabitch. someone who sails through life, but struggles all the time. a foodie. a recovering bulimic and anorexic. an individual who was gifted enough to skip four grades in some subjects, yet still has to count on her fingers when adding with sixes or sevens. someone who nearly failed out of college, twice. a student council president and team captain who invariably questions her abilities. a chatty cathy who can just as comfortably sit in silence. most distinctly, someone who hopes to accomplish exceptional things but is never quite sure what is meant by "exceptional."

how i know i will be a raging success at my first real career-type job:

the first official work function i was invited to (before even setting foot in the office, or meeting anyone other than the two owners of the company) was the first annual christmas party.

2009 company christmas party holiday highlight reel:

- my only female coworker pulling me into the bathroom at 3AM to tell me she had a brain tumor. her symptom? two lactating nipples a full two years after weaning her child. she was sure to show me, with full frontal nudity and a painful-looking nipple squeeze, precisely why she was so concerned.

- panties thrown at the face. 6AM. more details are unnecessary to this story.

i really think i’m going to fit in here.

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