Offered a job as sports clerk at the Columbus Dispatch.

To me, it felt like someone was again on one knee, offering me something shiny and beautiful and like what I've always dreamed of. Only instead of my girlfriend and an engagement ring and a sorority formal, it was an HR lady and my cell phone and a job offer. Both instances, I know, are going to change my life for the better.

Looks like, in a little bit, I'll be spending a few evenings a week at the '$patch, typing in box scores and watching the real journalists putter about as I clutch my leather notebook and click my heels and dream big dreams. I'm kind of stunned how quickly I wormed my way into that building, but once I am in I am determined to meet everyone and see all the journalists do their things and do my job so well. I feel like this is the path to my dream!

Thanks to everyone who has supported me or read my articles. <3 I'm climbing, a little bit at a time, and I know you're all here to catch me if I fall.

I still can't believe all the amazing things that have happened in the last few months and I can't wait to keep discovering what the future has for all of us.