A Sickeningly New Low

... I over slept. For the second time in my adult life. SECOND. I never over sleep. Ever. I hate it. Missing things is a major pet peeve of mine.

And what did I do?

I drugged up on NyQuill last night and went comatose for a solid twelve - 12! - hours.

Now, this wouldn't have been so bad if I didn't have a really important meeting for a business project that I've been asked to work on. And the kicker: I was supposed to meet the President/CEO for breakfast - a girl I have never met. Great first impression, right?

-E

The Kiss of Death...

... is undoubtably getting sick the moment one decides to start a new project. That's seems to be just my luck. Beautiful.

I've decided to hang out in the sun at my favorite Brooklyn coffee shop - Pillow - in earnest hope that maybe, just maybe, the Vitamin D will do me some good.

Stay tuned.

-E