You'll be happy to know that I survived the 1st of the month after a huge corporate transition. All bills were paid, and no minions were killed. This is a good sign. I have a shiny new corporate card with my name on it that proclaims to the world either that I am an all-grown-up big kid or that someone was dumb enough to trust this 15-year-old with their money.
Either way, free ice cream and Pixie Stix for all!
Even high on sugar, it's hip to be square, kids.