I apologize for not being around so much. It's been a little busy, what with a crazy apartment situation (one of my new roommates is afraid of cats. She is a sweet girl, but our apartment HAS TWO CATS. It's an issue) working fifty hours a week plus seven and a half hours of commuting, and jetting off to the exotic land of Ohio, where one can bump into seven different old friends/acquaintances within two hours of landing (no joke, this happened).
If you know me, you might say, "Staci, apologizing for something? Nooo." But I am. I'm sorry that my life's so exciting that I have no time to blog about it. I'm sorry that I went to a crazy good school and immediately after moved all by myself to the most hectic city in the U.S. I'm sorry that I found myself an awesome apartment in a cool neighborhood where I'm called "mamacita" daily. I'm sorry I work for the kind of company that throws us random beer bashes in the conference room or rents out trendy hotel bars for us for the night. I really apologize profusely for how incredibly cool I am. I do.
But -- I work my ass off.
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