So today I'm happy to announce that two of my besties have acquired rather desirable summer jobs that will provide them both with extraordinary experience, as well as much needed money to put them through another year of extensive studying/procrastinating. Congratulations, Miranda! I wish you well as you go on to carve out many-a-ruptured appendixes :) And Sarah, Congratulations! I wish you well as you murder many-a-mosquito (I say this because I don't really know what your new job entails other than pesticides; therefore=bugs).

I, however, will be working at the same job as I have for the past four years. I definitely would not classify reflective cover-alls and scratched safety glasses as attributes to a desirable job, but yet I am grateful--somewhat--to make enough moola to come back to this dreary city of rain for another year.


Kidding! I love my job--somewhat. Can't you tell by my terrified expression??