Memorial Day

It's Memorial Day and I have to work.  So, here are to promises of a Graphic Novella tomorrow after my job interview and before I pass out from stress and lack of sleep.

Also, something I've been contemplating lately.  Thanks friends.  I've been super stressed out since the day you met me, have promised to call and haven't until months later, been short, snappy, absent, and generally a mess when I finally met up with you at a bar.  Or been blacked out in front of your parents.  You've asked me what was wrong and I have declined to answer.  You haven't called Intervention for alcoholism or excessive TV watching.  When I say I hate everybody, you take it in stride and assume (correctly) that I don't mean you.  So, thanks.  For real.  From the bottom of my heart.

There is so much more I wish to say to you, thank you for, give you hugs for, and buy shots for.  Soon, it will be over.  Not our friendship, but my stressed out state.  I'm taking huge strides and if all goes well, in about three weeks things will be back to normal.  Which is something you've never experienced, so get ready!!

Enjoy the holiday!!  Day drinking and pool parties and barbecues!!

(Thanks soldiers.)