Loosening the White Knuckled Grip

I should be..

Nah.

I need to...

Who cares.

It's 7 AM! I overslept!

Pfffttt

Ugh! Ruth smashed a cupcake in Gustavo's face at the Christmas party and I didn't do anything about it.

Yawn. He lived.

Why did all my teacher gifts from parents have to be sweets?

Because they're effing good, even the Ferrero Rochers, and yes, I will have another.

How many times have I watched the David Lee Roth Just a Gigolo video since Friday evening?

Who's counting? It's cute and funny and I love it.

It's 11 AM. I really should get dressed.

Why? Because Vogue is coming to do a photo shoot?


I'm not being lazy. I'm rejuvenating.


Believe it.


I do.