Well. Here We Are.

I've just been hit with a horrifying thought: I'm actually looking forward to my office Christmas party tomorrow night. Worse, I even said to myself "hey, it's an excuse to leave the house."  I have become that most despicable of characters: the Shut-In. Hopefully a lovable Shut-In, but a Shut-In nonetheless. Fucking hell. Christ, between this office party and my picking up the Short Bus from school on Friday I'm surprised I'm not in total meltdown overwhelmed status, putting up ads on Craigslist for interns.

Sigh. Quite a life I'm putting together here.