Although I had a long night reporting on a play, I awakened to a glorious spring day.
So God knows how true it could be.
But it is quite beautiful. It’s got that just-right hot vibe, birds tweeting about (and singing too), and the air is just sexy. My bulbs are blooming too.
They’re so pretty.
I like saying MY BULBS. I either sound like an old woman with nothing better to do or talk about, or a stifled sexually confused hermaphrodite.
I’m cool with being either one.
I really want to go hiking today, but I have committed to writing this giant ass article today instead. Bitches.
Also, I had a beautiful mania-driven outburst this morning. I’m still reeling from it. Man, a messy house can genuinely disturb my mania into a full-blown rage attack. Everyone within screaming distance beware.
Off to this article.
Oh by the way.
I’M GOING TO NEW YORK CITY IN THREE WEEKS.
Stay tuned, more panic-worthy news to come.