You get paid what you're worth.

"Laboratory Medicine Programming Intern". Yeah, that's right. I'm pretty sure that title is just a step below "King of the World". Either that or it's a special name for the guy they send to pick up lunch. More likely the latter. I guess I'll have to change it to "Laboratory Medicine Programming Supervisor" or "Supreme Dictator of Laboratory Medicine Programming" so I can fool people into thinking that I am powerful and do important work and know how to turn a computer on.

Speaking of work, I start tomorrow which means I will hopefully be rid of that 'If the world was a car, I'd be the valve cap on the spare tire' feeling.

Speaking of cars, Kate may actually be buying a Saab 93 that I found for her on the internet. I told her to be careful, because with my luck the wheels will fall off ten seconds after she buys it and she'll yell at me (something I've never actually heard her do).

Speaking of Kate, she's awesome.

Speaking of speaking, I speak to Kate on the phone every day. She's going to have environmentalists petitioning outside her door because of all the trees that need to be cut down to print her phone bill. I think I could make it less expensive for her by getting a cell phone, but I'm still trying to calculate whether the $0.00/hr I will be getting at my job will give me enough money to pay for it.

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