Flush flush, hunny got a raaaise.
A respectable one, probably of reasonable means. So long as nothing happens to my car, I can survive. That's what my vacay pay is for!
I guess I will be here for another year unless something else comes along. But that's good. I can see where the band goes, get some quality volunteering under my belt, and make some consignment dollars on the side. Plus, I can't leave as an intern. Need some time with a real title, for bragging rights at future (brewery?) positions.
It's good, I have an awesome friendgroup, lakes galore, and breathtaking scenery everywhere I go.
And lots of blackfly bites. It looks like I got tracheotomy. Bugs literally going for my throat.