woooweeee.

Hold on.

Wait. Do you hear that?

I think it's...

Yes. Yep. I'm breathing. For once. I've had no time to ALL. WEEK.

Not that this is a bad thing, my friends. Let me just explain to you the timeline from last Thursday, to now.

Obviously, I've been corresponding for the Times Leader writing features articles (Hello, awesomesauce!) and have had hopes of getting my way in there full-time. Now I have a foot even further into the door - I chill with the dead on Sunday and Monday nights.

I'm a part-time obit clerk (whilst still writing features). Last Thursday I lost my freelance job editing acronyms because they could no longer afford to pay all freelancers. That SAME day, when I worrying myself over bills, my editor at the TL asked if I wanted to hop into the company doing obits part-time.

Of course, I accepted. In all caps through email.

So now I'm all TL work. It's wonderful. For the next week or two I will be training in obits and then taking on that weekend night shift.

Needless to say, the past seven days have been WOOOOOOO. Now they're more like WEEEEEEEEE.

And now I must write two home improvement stories I've been working on all week, as well as prepping for another on hula hoops that I'm interviewing someone for tomorrow.

Oh hey. I'm a JOURNALIST. : )