Bourgtastic!

It’s the little things.

First, I did NOT fuck up my best friend’s wedding by botching the all-important best man speech.  I am a TERRIBLE public speaker in general and I really don’t enjoy it.  I fumble and mumble and make jokes that only I get.  Being an habitual procrastinator, I still waiting until the day of to write the speech, but I found a solid hour alone to practice it, and tweaked it as the night went on.  I wrote the entire thing on my iPhone.  I also drank a solid three or four Jack and Coke’s, my new go-to drink.

Relative after relative came up afterwards to tell me my speech was perfect. PERFECT. I felt like Spud winning the slam dunk contest.

Second, I was able to give my salary expectations in an interview recently, straight-up, with an “and I’m not really interested in negotiating that” face.  It was a salary target I’d been looking at for a while now, and for a full-time job, it’s fantastic.  I think they might give it to me, or at least 90% of it.  It would probably change my life over the next year or so.