I’m at my new job! With a broken finger! Henry will have you believe it’s just bruised but what does he know? He thought Maunday was a misspelling for Monday ( SO DID ALISHA) until I opened my big bag of Biblical knowledge on his ass. (I’m still galloping around town on my highhorse about that.)
Anyway. My desk area is bare. Stark. Inadequate. But at least I didn’t set off any alarms today.
Already there are two girls who I can imagine being friends with, which is pretty much where friendships start and end with me oh ho ho ho.