Transportationally impaired

I can't believe I live here. It's very cool but very odd at the same time. Today was my first day of work -- I arrived yesterday. My dad picked me up at the airport, drove me to my apartment, took me to Target to buy stuff I forgot to get last time -- like a lamp and shoes for my first day of work (long story). He took me grocery shopping and then he hung out here all day with no visible source of entertainment to wait for the cable guy to show up. He did -- I have TV. It's a lot less lonely in the apartment with the sound of canned sitcom laughter, let me tell you.

My first day was awesome, albeit overwhelming. Everything is so different in a corporate environment. First of all, I've never worked with so many people before -- this company has 166 people in the Vegas office ALONE. Everyone was so nice to me. I think I'm going to like working there. You know, until they figure out I'm a big stupid fraud and fire my ass.

I'm still on New York time so I'm a little sleepy and slightly disoriented. If anything funny happens to me on the way to and from work in the next couple of weeks I will highlight it on this thing. But being "transportationally impaired" means my social life will be pretty non-existent for a while. Thereby making me less interesting. Thereby making this blog downright boring.