i'm working for my dad again. i think this will be good preparation for the navy. i work with all men, i'm surrounded by machinery, everything is covered in a layer of dirt and grease, and belching is a prolific occurrence.
a 27 year old with two degrees in history, a fiance, a military commission, and more than her fair share of neuroses. i've figured out what i'm doing with the rest of my life, but getting the government to agree with me is going to be the trick.