My job is at a place called Metal Mart. It's a giant warehouse filled with steel. Most of the stuff is either 20 or 24 feet long. It's all heavy, and a lot of it is sharp. I'm way more manly now than I was a week and a half ago. I'm pretty sure I grew a few more chest hairs to match the one from when I went fishing last month. I basically lift and move heavy things all day. I've already lost 6 pounds and April says I'm noticeably stronger than I was 2 weeks ago.
I finally finished all my secondaries! It took some doing. There was some hullaballoo at the HBLL about the printer not liking the PDF's from some of the schools, I thought I had to had a letter of evaluation for one of my top choices but it turns out that it's optional (even thought the website says it's not). It was pretty crazy there for a while. But now it's over and all I have to do is get some interviews! So if you're praying for me anyway, could you include that in your prayers? Thanks.
And last but certainly not least: Shark Week. Have you noticed that one time of year stands out among all the others? Colors seem brighter, people seem nicer, the weather seems to cooperate with whatever you want to do. And it's here again. Shark Week! Bless the Discovery Channel for inventing this wonderful holiday 24 years ago. And can you believe that only 1 other person I work with has even heard of Shark Week? Isn't that ridiculous? And here I thought I worked with men. Well, they have been educated, believe you me.
So I will try to keep this updated more now that I'm done with secondaries, but until then I will leave you with a bumper sticker that Isaac told me about. It said, "What you people call Hell, metal workers call a good day's work." This is true.