O Brave New World...

I already feel that I am practically writing in exclamation points, which is not my normal wont at all. But I'm kind of fizzing inside -- also, my shoulders suddenly ache, and I think it's because they're actually NOT tense, for the first time in ages. Either that or I'm anticipating the first day with some amount of blind terror. But I don't think I am, which is AMAZING. Do you know how incredible it will be to drive to work not hating every second of it and not dreading the end of the commute because I hate my workplace so very, very, very much?

Have you written an entry yet? And I know I owe you an e-mail. A long, juicy one, except there's not so much juice, really, at the moment. Still.