It turns out that my boss (Earl's campaign manager) wants there to be a media presence at my events.

I'm so excited that I could die. These are my first events, and everything is going really really well.

After work I walked through Lloyd Center listening to rap beats and freestyling in my head about what I'm going to do when I take over the world.

I hope I don't become a total and utter failure. For the first time in my life, I say that, and think that I would probably be more disappointed than anyone in the world.

I have, at long last, bought a peice of myself.