That feeling when you wake up still drunk after 2 hours of sleep because time has no meaning anymore to a phone call that you got your job back. That’s that feeling I’m feeling right now. I’m back, baby.

This is due in no small part to the donations you guys have given to keep our weird lil paper alive, and I can’t thank you enough. If you are able, please continue to give so that my far-more-talented-than-me coworkers can come back as well. https://bit.ly/2K3H4Oi 

The name of the game for me, now, is going to be to work my ass off to make sure we can bring them all back too.

....after a few 10am victory beers, that is. Cheers!