back. me. here.

yes i have returned. barely. and not unscathed. the trip was fantastic. more on that later. but after what i can only describe as a hellish 48 hour trip home--missed connections, a night in a minneapolis ramada that offered a bathroom side bottle opener and an ameteur comedy club (where i was the only woamn under 40, not covered in denim or flannel or drinking a wine spritzer) and more cursing at delta than i care to admit, i am here. at work this morning i found these covering my entire floor:





i dont know whether to laugh or cry. popping to commence shortly.