I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
Thank you, lovely people on the innernet, who have been so kind to me in the last few days, which have been NOT FUN, and I really cannot emphasize the real "lack of fun" that has been had by anyone in the last few days, but needless to say, there was NO FUN INVOLVED.
And I have been met with nothing but such love from Al, Hannah, and AB, who sent me a dozen roses, and Robyn, and Amy, and everyone else who has just been SO NICE. Why are y'all so nice? (And also, how come I can't make links work on a Mac? Someone needs to explain this shit to me.)
Y'all, I love you all more than breath. I really do.
So, all this is to say that things have not been very funny around the Doxie house lately, and I'm sorry I haven't posted, but y'all know. Shit's been going down. Hopefully, things are improving, and very soon, I'll have some fantastic post about how my sister and I got drunk and fell down. (People! Ziz just got into town! EVERYONE SAY HELLO TO ZIZ AND THE HILARITY THAT WILL MOST CERTAINLY ENSUE. Such "hilarity" may involve my obsession with the Amish, but I make no promises.)
But back to my...point. I am sure I had one, but frankly, I'm on Glass of Wine Number Threeeeee with Ziz already, and I am not kidding when I admit that it is REALLY KIND OF FUCKING TAKING A LONG TIME TO TYPE. In case you were wondering. And also, we are listening to my iPod, and the convergence of different styles of music when we choose the Shuffle At Your Own Risk option is kind of BLOWING OUR MINDS, and we listened to threeeee Smiths's songs, and then Peter, Paul, and Mary sang Puff the Magic Dragon, and it was getting verrrrrry Kumbayah! in here, and then SOMEHOW Mr. iPod decided to follow this up...with Marilyn MANSON. At which point my head blew up. Pop! As in,
Shiny iPod: PLAYS MARILYN MANSON.
Ziz: Haaaaaaa. Now pick up the pieces of your head and get me more wine.
(Also, on yet ANOTHER totally different note, can you tell that Oasis was playing when I started writing this entry? You could? Y'all, what gave me away?)
But I have veered so far away from my Major Actual Point, which was to say the following: I had no idea how kind, understanding, and thoughtful my friends could be, and I feel like the luckiest girl alive. Thank you all so much, and I love every one of you. More than breath.
Merry Christmas, y'all.