Stranger on a Train: The Return

Day One. And I’ve been looking forward to this post since last week when I said “Yes.”

It’s my Spring Training, as it were; and I’m re-acclimating myself to the sights, sounds, and smells (yes, smells — someone brought McDonalds in my car) of a
morning commute. I’m back in the world of the working, and I’m doing what I love, this time with the Mesothelioma Applied Research Foundation. I was pleased to have slept last night as I was wound up tight. Am I nervous? No, not at all. The Meso Foundation needed someone that had blogging, podcasting, Facebook, Twitter, and the works covered.

It’s all good, guys. I got this.

I picked out this shirt this morning. On purpose. This is my way of ending a chapter with a killer closing line, as well as a “thank you” to everybody as my old stomping grounds of Intersections. I learned a lot while I was there, and a part of me still missed it. But as Grant says on Ghost Hunters: “On to the next.”

Now I got Instagram to help me with my pictures. I’m having way too much fun with this app.

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2 thoughts on “Stranger on a Train: The Return

  1. Tee,

    You have NO idea how much you are missed here but I am so happy for you and the new job! They are super lucky to have you, just as I am to have you, Pip, and Sonic Boom in my life.

    I know that no matter what happens, the best thing I got from working at Intersections, is meeting you guys!

    Now, with all the mushy gushy crap out of the way, knock it out of the park!

    Or at least the interwebz!

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