I Am Still Here...

but recovering from having my neck cut open and not really capable of forming words and sentences, much less a somewhat well-thought out blog post.

So I'm alive and I know it because I'm watching 30 Rock and eating a snicker-doodle cookie.

This post is a disaster.

Let my hydrocodone-induced high play me out. (Also, aren't we grossly cute? Like I don't even know I got to be a part of this equation but I'm crazy happy about it.)