You can probably expect more posts from me this week, because I’m at home sick. I have shingles. You get shingles when the chickenpox virus, which remains dormant inside your body for decades, decides to suddenly come back and torture you. Which isn’t creepy at all….JUST KIDDING IT’S TOTALLY FUCKIN CREEPY. Like, what else is hidden inside me from childhood that is just waiting to be reactivated at a moment’s notice? An interest in horses? An irrational fear of closets?

So anyway, more posts. Which could be a good or bad thing, depending on how much you like me.