glitter and stilettos

Today was one of the suckiest days I've experienced in awhile. Woke up feeling like I was hit by a truck. Not a semi because I didn't feel like total death. But like a Tundra or a Titan. Something that made me feel death-ish. Then in my death-like state, the skies opened up and a monsoon started so I went outside to put my cracked windows up and ended up looking like I got baptised in the flood waters. Sometimes umbrellas don't make a freaking difference. Then, I had to come back inside and get scrubs from surgery because sitting in my wet scrubs was making the death situation worse (I was starting to see the white light). While changing from my drenched clothes, my fingernail got caught somehow and cracked straight across the middle. Which led to hemorrhaging. Awesome. But even after the wet death blood loss, I'm pumped. T-5 days until GLAM NATION in New Orleans! I think the crappy day was just to help me fully appreciate the magic that is about to go down in  The Big Easy! That mind-blowing hotel suite with the swimming pool on the room with big plushy robes and limo complete with a driver, all free if charge, are just being well-earned. That's all it is. Bring on the worst you got tomorrow, universe! 'Tis on! I shall be oh so sparkly and tall come Sunday. Suck it.

what?!

is it really almost, pretty much September? Geez, I remember when I was a kid and a day seemed like a lifetime. Nowadays my weeks are like minutes. I'm freaking old.... What's gonna happen next year? What about when I'm 30?! Dear Lord, I need a daiquiri.

trial run

I used to be a blogging machine. I blogged about getting crapped on by a bird. About seeing a homeless guy peeing on the wall of the post office. And about creepy thugaboos hitting on me in the grocery store. But somewhere along the line, I hit a rut. I was in a "sad place." That term is funny. But, yeah. And I quit blogging. However, due to being introduced recently to the blog of a magical little friend named Sommer, I decided to put on my blogging shoes and hop to it again. Chances are no one will read it. Or even gain anything from it. But this is a lovely outlet. I'll try to get it up for more than a few years, like last time.