Started my job today. I spent most of my morning cleaning up the office of a slob. At least 30 cans of pop, 2 boxes of Pop-Tarts, 2 boxes of breakfast bars, a box of unpopped popcorn, and candy EVERYWHERE.

Why did this woman leave? Why are all of her stuffed animals, clothes, photographs, and trinketly little pieces of crap still all over the place a month after her departure? I'll keep you up to date on this mystery.

Oh, my actual work? Wasn't bad. Looks to be a really challenging/educational job. I am a little nervous about my class load along with this job, though. Ugh, I never thought I'd dread Monopoly so much.