Hello Blog, My Old Friend

So much has happened since my last post, it would be impossible for me to know where to begin; not only because of how much has happened, but also in part because my brain is still mush from being up for thirty-six straight hours last week.

It was by far one of the dumbest things I've ever done. Strung out on caffeine, Les Capriades, and obsession, I worked for twenty-five hours straight before turning in my revised manuscript, poorly packing a suitcase on the verge of mental collapse, and then jumping in an Uber to LAX, almost puking out the window in terminal traffic from the strongest air freshener of all time and horrific, pulsating Russian club music. "I'll sleep on the plane," I thought to myself, something I would never think because I never can, but I was banking on my body forcibly shutting down and the comforts of first class we got a deal on. But then I got a great email from my editor, and started to watch Frozen for the first time and was so delirious I started bawling during "Do You Want to Build A Snowman?" and an LED light strip from the flight attendant's tiny prep kitchen area was beaming directly into my eyes, and first class on American for domestic flights apparently don't come with eye masks (or anything, I was very disappointed). So no, I did not sleep until that evening, thirty-six hours later, because life is cruel even when you're working your ass off and are in first class and trust me me when I say, I know what an asshole this whole thing makes me. Quite frankly, I don't care. I don't want to live a life in which working myself damn near insane doesn't land me in first class half dead in a fur coat. 

Aside from my poor personal choices, many other things have happened. We have a flaxen-haired Chia Pet for a president-elect, and I am still suffering from some severe post-election depression. Most of us have been disowned or at the very least been harassed and unfriended by family members, and are pretty damn positive the world is going to end. Just like our grandparents and parents before us. The world has always and will always be ending. All we can do is the best we can before it actually does. 

And to that I say, protest the bullshit, never accept hatred as "normal," donate to causes you care about, and drink more natural wine. 

Posted on December 6, 2016 .