I am in a freaking fantastic mood today. This is a large contrast to the last 2 weeks where I have sat in bed crying, eating crappy food and feeling sorry for myself. I think the peak of this sob fest was two nights ago was when Kathleen had to bang on my window to let her in.
Today, I feel fucking fantastic. You know the day after the day after the day after a hangover, or the flu, or whatever. That feeling. I walked down to the little torta place by my old apartment, bought a mexican coke, talked anime with the cashier dude who is totally into One Piece, and walked very very slowly home in the fantastic Mission sunshine.
I think my pity party is finally over. It's nice to be back.
xoxo
In other news, I am flying to Seattle
in a few hourstomorrow morning for PAX where I will Fragdoll it up for a few days. A bunch of the formers are flying up for the event, and can't wait to meet everyone! See you guys Friday.