Now with half the self deprecation

I tend to be pretty down about work on this site but, dear reader(s) you shouldn’t think I’m ungrateful for having been given this opportunity. Yes it’s mildly terrifying, I’m frankly unsure if it will work out and I really do think my boss views me as a pleasant but completely incompetent boob… but today I got my new business cards identifying me as a reporter for the paper and I actually felt, well fuck it, life’s not that bad. Gosh I've turned into fricking Pollyanna,.