Paris Is The Rich White Girl Who Got Kidnapped Coming Home From Private School...

I had intended to post about how I rewrote my will to include a mandate that my cats attend my funeral in formal wear. But then shit went down in Paris, and I didn't feel right making light of death. So, on Friday, I stared at the computer screen and tried to think of meaningful words to say about such an important subject. I know that these are vastly inadequate, and everything I say here has most likely been said before (but with less cursing). But I'm not doing this for posterity. I'm doing it for my posterior. My hypnotherapist