Thanks for seein' about a girl, friend. here's where I'm writing my own history—for you, for me and anyone else who needs to laugh to keep from cryin' every once in awhile.

Tension.

These 14+ hour days are killers. Literal pains have invaded my neck. Don't want to smell like parfum de icy haute.

Googling massage parlors.

Daydreaming about long weekend at some beach amazingly relieves that eerie twitching feeling in shoulders.

On the Road Again

Spazzed.