I'm a Total Sap (That's what Tree Said)

Recently, I've had a lot of time to reflect more on HOW badly I want this job, and how fun the entire experience has been for me. The whole experience of people supporting my madness and getting to see how Moosejaw works from the inside is really something that I would have only dreamed about a month ago. That's really strange, because normally I just have a recurring dream where I'm a delicious hamburger, but I'm also a vegetarian, for moral reasons. It's such a paradox, because I know I'm delicious, and act cocky about how tasty I am, but I hate myself for being made of cute cows. This is my nightmare. So naturally, getting to live a real dream of feeling like I'm a small part of Moosejaw has just been WAY more awesome than that.

Seriously though, I'm in bad shape, peeps. Right now, Moosejaw is like that girl you totally wanna get with, but she's thinking about seeing someone else. Every time an unknown phone number calls, I think it could be "The Call" (Not a Backstreet Boys ref). I check up on Moosejaw just to see how they're doing and if they've been thinking about me too. If they choose another path I'll listen to sad songs and read "the new guy's" tweets, like he's with my #1 girl. It's really an airtight reference and a peek into how weird I am about dating. Double Bonus!

Irregardless! No regrets! If they do call, I'll be like Billy Joel and have a heart attack-ack-ack-ack, and if they don't I'll be sad. Either way, the company is always gonna be awesome, and ya know what? I feel a lot more awesome from this whole experience too. Last time I checked, my boy Steve Covey would call that a Win-Win.

However, I do not want to underplay how much I would miss getting to be a part of Moosejaw. It's hard to put those feelings into words, so I'm going to leave that to my good friend, Mr. Conway Twitty.