So I started a new job a couple days ago, no more V-1. It's sad, but it's tough to be sad when something like this comes along. I'm working hard, helping the environment, and actually gettin' paid. You'll still find me at Streets, but during happy hour, instead of last call, since it looks like I'm all growed up now.

Quick note on that-- I get off work at 4:00 in the afternoon, so I get Guinness for $2 every day now, instead of just on Tuesdays! I'm gettin' fuckin' loaded!

Other than that, going to bed at 10:00 is for poofs, and waking up at 6:00 in the morning fucking sucks. Job's well worth it, though, and I've never felt more true.