Death and Taxes.

This is the third attempt at my blog today. I made a promise to myself to keep up with it, and so here I am, but I don't think "third time's a charm" will apply here today.

The first attempt was aborted because it was too depressing. Very honest, very nitty gritty, not at all something I ought to be putting out there.

The second was fine in theory- but after being in a sour mood from the first attempt I abandoned the second attempt because it felt fake, artificial and empty. I just don't have the heart today.

So now this. The confession. Things are hard. Some things are great. I hope it gets better, and I hope it happens soon.

See? Not in the least bit charming.

I am off to rehearsal.

Tomorrow will really be my first time subbing in weebee, so wish me luck for that!

Then the blessed PALACE on wednesday and thursday! sweetness.

Oh, and I gots to file my damn taxes! like, yesterday!