Because everyone was using the guestbook so much as it is...

I got comment boxes, like all the cool kids. I’m hip, yo. Now those of you too lazy to go all the way to the guestbook can tell me it’s gross when I mention my period. Please, have at it.

In other news, the interview went smashingly well, and then I came home and my toilet overflowed (overflew?) all over my hardwood floors. My landlord wasn’t much help, but what can you expect from a grown man who wears Keds? Me, I’m going to mop my bathroom floor and have a glass of wine. I’ve earned it.