Blogology?

You know we've hit the three-month mark when I bust out the blogging. Perhaps, in lieu of a biological clock, I've been graced with a blogological clock, and boy-o, does it keep on tickin'. That is a truly ridiculous sentence... just one of many in a career of ridiculousness.

It is November. I am recovering from Thanksgiving "vacation", which turned out to be more of a shitshow than life in NYC. (I mean 'shitshow' in a loving way, not in the way I/others normally use it, which is more cynical, I think.) Thanks, HP! The only thing I'm sure of is that I do a better job of not having a job than I do at my actual job, which is a disheartening realization to make when one has no way of becoming instantly independently wealthy. Or... DO I??? Hint: I don't.