Monumentally overwhelmed. Yesterday in the airport I lamented to Peg as to why I thought this would be a good idea and despite the reservations I'm having fun and I'm good and hungover right now, but alas fucking overwhelmed and ridiculously hungry.
Funny story, I texted Peg about my present state last night and she texted back whether or not there were any "interesting black males". I had to resist the urge to laugh outloud because oh my hell, I think there are more males than black females, which is both disheartening and interesting. So, there that is.
(notice how I'm trying to make up good coherent stories and yet nothing is coming because...just...jesus)
Also! I'm the reason that I'm able to even be here is because I'm live blogging sessions for the fine folks of BlogHer. Live blogging is hard. Very, very hard and I am very very tired and well, yeah. The end.
So! Who wants to pick out a quote for me?? Something that says "Why is she still writing, make her go away". Capture the essence of my lameness right now. Whee.
P.S. Alice said that I'm adorable. And then I died.