I love that I can email you even when the Friday letter is being delayed
Pick your head up, Queen, your tiara is falling.
I regret to inform you that even despite my best efforts, I am delaying the Friday letter for the second time in three weeks. Yes, I know, I’m a failure! Just kidding…sort of. Mostly! I was very excited about the letter I had planned for today and then ran into several walls throughout the writing process, ones that can be torn down through some careful ideating and editing, but that will take more time than I have right now. Mr. Gorbachev, tear down these walls!!!!
I wanted to quickly whip something of some substance up, but it just wouldn’t be as fleshed out and good as it could be, as it deserves to be for you! So in the interest of my sanity and your time, I’m just going to push pause for today.
I’ve been up and down lately, feeling very much on the precipice of great change but have yet to be able to enact any of it. Wish I could say more, but it’s obviously job-related (duh, what isn’t). I’m lucky enough to finally be closer than I have been in the last year to opportunities and stability but currently, a couple of HR departments stand between me and those coveted things that you’d think would come somewhat easily but absolutely have not. But I will be better again very soon, just need to take a second to turn my brain off, throw it in the wash to polish up its right side, and go on a walk to open my mind’s eye. Okay, this just came to me but I’m chocking this blockage up to me being stupid enough to buy International Delight coffee creamer this week for no reason when I usually only drink my coffee black or maybe with some oat milk. It’s the chemicals!
Anyway, thanks for understanding! And don’t worry, the Monday letter will go out as always. If I can get myself in tune, I’ll be cranking out two letters before next Friday to make up for another delay. In the meantime, you’re obligated to watch Lil Nas X slide down a stripper pole from heaven into hell and grind on the devil wearing nothing a pair of trunks and some thigh-high PVC boots in the video for “MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name).” And then do it again, dammit! My man deserves a #1 for bringing some much-needed Illuminati devil-worshipping sacrilege back to pop music. Lord knows Gaga’s too busy feeding tiramisu to Adam Driver right now to do it so my king had to take up the reins.
Thank you all for giving me some extra time to get things in order. I love you and I’ll see you Monday, if not sooner! And, of course, here are a few things that have been making me laugh this week.
“Cynthia……”
AND THIS KING!!!!
Okay, I love you! Have a great weekend 💖