Better
I filed four stories today. I'll touch them up tomorrow, and they'll print Thursday. There I'll be, a full-time reporter with my first batch of stories.
Other firsts: today I got my first memo. Coincidentally, I received that after returning from my first meeting (at this paper, anyway) with a public figure I didn't entirely trust. I don't really care that this guy is probably in the closet. He can play the straight-man game all he wants. I don't trust him because he's one of those people that uses a lot of words that don't mean anything when he doesn't want to talk about a subject.
Anyway, work went well. We have a fridge now, so I can store my meat and bread. I found myself eating a second sandwich today, two hours after the first. I'm not sure if I was actually hungry, or feeding nerves.
What I had thought would be my best source for extra-curricular socialization proved not to be. There's a game store down the street. Unfortunately, they close at 8:00 most nights. When you figure I don't get out of work until 5:30-6:00, then tack on a 30 minute drive and dinner, that doesn't leave much time. I hate to think I'm going to have to find a bar. I can't afford beer I'd like to drink. Hell, I can't afford beer I don't like to drink.
Alright. That's it. I'm going to relax and go to bed. More tomorrow.
Other firsts: today I got my first memo. Coincidentally, I received that after returning from my first meeting (at this paper, anyway) with a public figure I didn't entirely trust. I don't really care that this guy is probably in the closet. He can play the straight-man game all he wants. I don't trust him because he's one of those people that uses a lot of words that don't mean anything when he doesn't want to talk about a subject.
Anyway, work went well. We have a fridge now, so I can store my meat and bread. I found myself eating a second sandwich today, two hours after the first. I'm not sure if I was actually hungry, or feeding nerves.
What I had thought would be my best source for extra-curricular socialization proved not to be. There's a game store down the street. Unfortunately, they close at 8:00 most nights. When you figure I don't get out of work until 5:30-6:00, then tack on a 30 minute drive and dinner, that doesn't leave much time. I hate to think I'm going to have to find a bar. I can't afford beer I'd like to drink. Hell, I can't afford beer I don't like to drink.
Alright. That's it. I'm going to relax and go to bed. More tomorrow.
posted by Matt Casey at 9:04 PM
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