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I wrote this a couple a days ago, as I wanted to reflect a little bit on the whole turning “twenty-seven” thing. That and I have to work a day shift on my actual birthday – which means waking up early and then going to sleep early because I’ve got a day shift the next day too (lame).<\/p>\n

This will be the first year that I have a permanent full time job<\/em>, which is pretty exciting. A lot has changed in the last year. I changed jobs (casual to full time, different hospitals), I bought a car (and now have a lovely monthly car payment), I moved out of my parents’ house, and I’m doing okay. It’s weird having a job and an income now because it means that I have money that I can use to buy things, and can afford (in theory) to go places. Or something like that.<\/p>\n

Over the next year, I’d love to do a few things:<\/p>\n