Miss Me? Aim Better Next Time
The rumors are all true, people. I’m back online after what seems like many many months but which I’ve been told was really only a few days.
I hate to admit it, but the feel of the keyboard beneath my fingertips makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Or maybe that’s just the Xanax. Either way, here I am in all my creative, bizarre, curvy, psychotic, sleep-deprived, reclusive, Lucky Charms-loving, neurotic, anal-retentive, paranoid, sedative-munching, chain-smoking, one-meal-a-day-eating, bad pun making, b-movie watching, clown hating, narcissistic, delusional glory.
Now I’m going to go do something more interesting than this…