So, the night before I was told I was getting laid off, I got an e-mail about this awesome adventure thing - someone was looking for a science writer to go along on a research trip. I forwarded it to Miss Shirley and wrote this: "omg. how much do I want to go do this? a lot." I was like, man, why do I have this stupid job so I can't drop everything and go away on six-week adventures?
Eleven hours later, I found out I didn't have the stupid job to worry about anymore.
And tonight, I found out I got the gig. Woooo!!!!!!