I love my job and I’m gonna write a whole post about how much I love it. This was what i did today:

• Up at 6am
• Travel 74 miles (one way) to Fishers
• 2-hour company meeting
• Web dev, web dev
• Watch insane music videos
• Caravan to Carmel w/ 2 co-workers
• Roam lifestyles of the rich & famous, taking photos for a good 2 hours
• Retrieve a stick from underneath a co-worker’s car, fixing strange rattling sound. “good work team”
• Drive home at insane speeds because there’s a dog waiting at home to kill me and I was really fricken exhausted

The point? It was an 11-hour work day with a long ass meeting and I don’t feel the need to strangle a SINGLE person. Far from it in fact. I could happily (note happily, not easily…it’d be weird) give every person a hug, and I’m not even a hugger.

So yeah, I’m tired as hell. I must have walked a couple miles taking photos, and yet I’m prepared to give a few more hours of my evening to the place. If that’s not love, I dunno what is.

And it gets better, I think they all love me, too! *tear* So yes, this is my “well isn’t your life great, why don’t you rub it in my face” post. I’ve earned it. Now if only I could get Snippy hooked up with a caretaker, life would be grand.

Feel free to tell me how happy you are that I’ve found my true love.

ooh Wilco…I may see them in Louisville in a couple weeks.