In my absence, I've been trying to maintain a healthy sense of the ridiculous. I accomplish this mostly by wearing combinations of unitards and overalls to public restrooms but also by driving on gravel roads with open cups of coffee.

2010?

Don't tell, but I'm quitting my job in January. New year's resolution. No more busting my ass at meaningless things. I have to save energy for the rigors of my inappropriate clothing choices.