-I can’t believe that 25 days seems short, when it used to feel like an eternity.  It’s been over 50 days without seeing you now and it will be around 80 if/when I see you in Nola (again please let me know by the 28th if you are making it).  Firstly, I miss you. I thought about you much over the weekend, as I always do.  I know that it has been a few days since I have posted anything, and I missed vomiting out my heart and brain like multicolored confetti.  Right now I’m sitting on my sofa, procrastinating doing a budget for the second season of “Hap and Leonard”, the TV show I did in Baton Rouge earlier this year.  If they green-light a 2nd season, it may shoot in New Orleans, which would be fantastic!  That would be the latter half of 2016.  If not, I’m sure there will be something else.  The waiting is killing me, but I’ll endure.  The house is moving along nicely.  The sliding glass doors arrived today and look fantastic.  They will be installed tomorrow, so the house won’t be open to the elements anymore, which should lower my heating bill.  I ordered the hardwood floor and set a date for the installation.  I also ordered my PODS to be shipped and delivered with all my furniture from Shreveport and all my clothing and stuff from New Orleans.  Everything should converge by the end of the month.  Assuming all goes well, the house should be at the end of phase one renovation before I go to Nola.  I’m so excited!!!  I have to plan a housewarming party some time in February.   I hope you can come see it some time soon.  I signed up for four different pet adoption places.  I’m not doing anything now that I couldn’t have a dog.  I’m home most of the time, live by a dope dog park, and would be the best dog owner.  Why the fuck not!!!    I went to the doctor today and he shoved (gently though) the Hubble Telescope up my butt.  Not so fun.  I feel like I should go to some kind of ass-rape support group for group therapy.  I have to have some polyps removed next week, so I have to do the same thing I did when I had the colonoscopy… that terrible prep and someone to pick me up afterward, but this time they tell me that I’ll have four days of serious pain followed by two more of not-s0-seriuos pain.  Awesome!!  Can’t wait.  So I’ll by laying on the sofa very medicated next weekend, so excuse me if I don’t blog, or if I do, excuse me even more because I was high as a mother-mother when I wrote it.  That’s about it for the moment, my dear.  I hope to hear a bit about what’s going on with you at some point.  Fuck, I miss you.  XO