Got my raise. The medical debt check posted.
I informed my boss of an earnest attempt at getting a promotion by next review.
The lawsuit
...
is probably a bust.
Probably.
I'm still celebrating, win or lose, it's over.
Pain's been pretty high lately. Sleep has been pretty low.
Haven't seen any fantastic houses on the market.
I'm taking a four day weekend and playing the bejesus out of The Phantom Pain. Should be here Wednesday barring any shipping errors.
And yes, I'm not taking vacation for your wedding, anniversary, birth of your child
I'm taking vacation to play video games in pajama pants.
This next check will have my bonus, and my new pay amount.
Pretty neat.
I'm kinda lonely. I'm sure some of you have picked up on that.
But I don't think I'm remotely capable of a relationship.
Or giving a shit.
Still.
That's a problem. It'll get fixed in time.
I'm gonna wear burgandy pants and my heinous houndstooth jacket from the 60's to celebrate.
Then I'm going to crush my enemies, drive them before me and hear the lamentation of their women.