Finding Good News
Man is inherently an imperfect being. We are flawed. That’s my excuse for drinking that twelve pack of Heinies the other day! Well, that and the fact that I GOT THE JOB!! Maybe I’m not so imperfect after all. Suck on that, evolution! Anyway, the new job is freakin awesome. I’m actually typing from it right now. I have my own office so I’m able to pretty much do whatever I like. Like finding people online. Yep, I effectively get paid to find people. It’s not in my job description or anything, and I definitely still do my normal work, but it’s just so cool that I have all this privacy to do whatever, like finding old high school friends.
