I hearby declare that despite my fairly frequent and childish whinings, I am extremely grateful for my job. I think it’s important for everyone, at some point, for at least a minute, be a part of the machine that is a large corporation – and find a little home in one of its pockets – learning how to use one words, mastering the art of the passive aggressive email; the fine art of multi-tasking. Though I may let my hair go greasier than I should, and don’t sleep or write or have fun nearly enough, I am working for some greater good I think, or least the good that is the determination and humility it takes to buckle down and complete the task at hand, whatever it is. AND I get to go to the dentist and if I get the swine flu, well, that’s totally fine too, because I have sick days. BAM!