Transitioning Into Grown-Updom: Not disappearing

I was going to blog about this, but work got too busy. I will just put in tags for all the things that I would like right now.

Transitioning Into Grown-Updom: Getting a Job

After months of crying about stress eating, and constantly moping over my unemployed state I am officially an employee. I never really thought about what it would be like to have a job, but now I'm realizing that there is a lot of planning I need to do. I need things to organize my desk better, post-its, and possibly some bottles of water.

Look at me! I'm a grown-up! Now all I need is good Mexican food (STAT!), and I will be golden.

I am typing this on my lunch break. How adorable is that?

More to come...I'll update you on decorating my room later and whether or not my laptop survived the Water Attack of '09.