August 09, 2005I recently saw a thread on a certain fun 'n' dishy message board speculating as to my whereabouts. (Which was, you know, a little weird?) So here's the skinny, for the two of you who actually care:
Right now I'm learning how to do newspaper stuff at the New York Observer. It's sort of like the crazy pink Hogwarts of print—and the learning curve is taking up the majority of my wee brain space right now, and I like that. On the weekends I'm way out of town in the kind of place that no one will ever find me. There, I grow mutant enormous zucchini and try to identify turtles. Seriously. In my off-moments, I'm hatching a scheme for this Fall which should provide some public entertainment.
But it's August, folks! Just like your mom's psychiatrist, I'm vacating the shit out of this mofo. Surely we should take this moment to scamper about in the sun before the Bush administration ensures that New York gets the hell bombed out of it, no?
