Here’s to Another Goddamn New Year

4 Jan

What can I say, guys? Everything is going pretty great and that means I’m boooooring. Boring.

For a while now, I’ve been saying, “To better days,” whenever I lift a glass. I started that toast at a time in my life when it was essentially a prayer. Motherfucker, there have got to be better days ahead. 

But now they’re here! And I still say, “To better days,” because I’d be a real lucky bitch if I had better days than the ones I’ve been having lately.

I mean, I’m still afraid to die. I’m still afraid that all that I love will be carried away. I think that might be the human condition and not just a singular, personal fear.

For better or worse, it’s a new year. I made one resolution last year and that was to never return to the Miss American pageant again. Fucking NAILED IT, you guys.

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