Happy Friday, dear readers! You must be counting down the hours until your impending happy hour.

Lushes.

You’re my kind of reader.

And while you are deciding on your game plan for this evening and your exit strategy from your one night stand tomorrow morning (beer goggles!), I am writing to you from a dark and depressing dungeon also known as my cubicle. I’m also trying to blog and work at the same time whilst also eating turkey meat loaf.

Life doesn’t get any better. Oh, it does? Then shoot me.

Let’s see, what’s been going since we’ve last…blogged? Oh, yes, the sobriety thing. I will have you know that I have not touched a drop of alcohol since Sunday (I guess anything is possible). I know it’s only been like five days but already my skin looks clearer, my pants seem looser, and my outlook on life is just brighter! What is going on??? What is this hex that sobriety has cast upon me??? Shut! It! Down!

I also finished a draft of the first act of my play.When I first read through it, I was laughing out loud to myself (Who laughs at their own jokes like a crazy person? Um, yeah, me) and I deemed it the best thing since pizza bagels. Then I re-read it the next day and thought it was the biggest piece of turd to enter my apartment. What happens in those twenty fours that manages to turn your piece of art into a piece of shit? I don’t know. I think staring at your computer screen into the wee hours manages to give you delusions of grandeur. Drats. Back to the drawing board.

Work has been…whatever. If I could list every single euphemism for getting screwed in the ass I would list them here.

But I am so excited because in a few hours (hopefully!) I will be on a train to see my friends in Boston! I will be seeing Binne and Ilana, the OG roommates. Holler!

I will try to be a good girl.

Ha!

Note to self: Excessive coffee drinking and multi tasking may lead to an inchoate blog post.