But, I also got a wicked job with co-workers that I love. Alfred got a Day Job, so we’re on the same schedule and no longer have to communicate an entire day’s worth of angst in the 20 minutes before he starts an evening shift. I discovered a new passion in roller derby.
So how bad can an upcoming year that an ancient and mystical race prophesized would be the End of the World be?
Bring it on, Mayans.