1. Oh man. I only got 76.67% on this crappy online copyediting test I found. Yeah, that’s right, I missed 7 grammatical errors. I am the worst editor in the universe. Sorry Marie. SUICIDE PACT.

    In other news this is my last day at this job after 9 months. We just ate cheesecake and laughed at all my foolish foibles, like how in my first month here I drank way too much wine at the staff retreat and yelled at my boss for being sexist, became outraged when someone used “A Star Trek currency” as a definition for a Balderdash word, and got chased by a herd of hungry cows. Thank goodness I’m leaving cuz there’s no living any of that shit down.

    Also O HAI THREE DAY WEEK!