I got an idea on the way to work today. An idea that has been done many, many times, but after about a week of restlessness and crazy situations, all of a sudden didn't feel so cliche.
This brand new, novel idea is... dun dun dun...
Write a memoir.
But don't worry. I promise it'll be different. I'm not a chick lit person, so it won't be the typical new-girl-making-it-in-the-big-city tripe. Although upon first glance, that's probably what it'll look like. Whatever, it's mainly just so I can make some sort of sense out of all the shit that's going on.
And where does this include you, the wonderful reader? Well, I'm going to serialize it here, so you can read and laugh at all of it. So basically, you win! Consider it my love letter to you. And if it's terrible, just pat me on the head like a mom whose kid gave her a fecal fingerpainting as a present.
Hopefully I can get the first installment up by the end of today. <3