Thursday, March 28, 2013

My. Fucking. Feels.

As the kids say,

GO TO YOUR ROOM AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’VE DONE

CUMBERBOOTY!

Day four at the new job… I can’t wait for the day when I’m counting it in years and not days. It’s a good fit.

Seriously, though, I don’t know why I bother with recruiters. So fucking useless. I’ve enjoyed telling them I’m employed now.

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My jeans are getting big on me. I’m taking that as a sign that the workouts are working… I’m assuming, too, that means that I will be ready for the GORUCK. Wooooooooo!!!!!

June 8th is both coming too quickly, and not quickly enough.

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Next weekend, I’m Albany bound. I think I may swing through Connecticut on my way home… there’s a boy I need to see.

Order has been restored to my life.

And it is good.

Very. Very. Good.