Seriously. I got promoted last week. (Go, me, or something.) I'm trying really hard to do a good job. I love my job, and for me that is such a rarity...

Also, we're coming into our busiest time of the year, otherwise known as textbook hell.

So. I will not be going out, or hanging around the house in my jammies drinking jack daniels. I will be working. When you call my phone and leave whiny messages about how I never answer it and you never see me, I will be at work. I will get home usually around 10 at night. I will be tired. I will eat cookies and maybe fuck around on my laptop and then fall into bed. I will have a limited amount of free time and I will probably spend it cleaing the bathroom or cooking something. I will have something like one actual day off each week. I will spend it attempting to de-chaos my house.

This is the update. Do not be surprised if I fall off the face of the earth. Do not suddenly become worried and start calling/messaging  me every 10 minutes because you think I'm dead. I assure you, if I was dead, you would know. I will probably have more free time come February. I love every one of you. I hope everyone has a fantastic non-denominational winter holiday season.