Last night, a friend of mine came over and he ushered me into adulthood. That's right, folks. You heard it here first: I have a resume. It was like pulling teeth, trying to make my job experience sound useful, but we did it. Or rather, *he* did it, and I took dictation. Anyway. It was still hard.
This exercise wasn't just for kicks. I needed a resume in order to apply for a job this morning. I'm not going to tell you what it is, cause I don't know if I have it yet, but as soon as I have news, you can be sure that you, the internet, will be the first to know. Cross your fingers for me.