‘Cause even though when times got rough, you never turned away…
Happy Friday Eve, bitches!
As you read this, I’m getting poison infused directly into my superior vena cava. Do I know how to have a good time, or what? This business of having lupus is a blast.
Do you all remember back in January when I was bugging you every single day to endorse me for the Wego Health Hilarious Health Activist Awards? It looks like all that
begging bugging paid off, because a few weeks ago I was contacted by someone at Wego Health that I was chosen as a finalist!!
Obviously I’m joking around (about the being popular thing, I AM a finalist!), I was actually quite shocked. Some of the writers who were nominated are professional, published writers; they don’t end sentences with prepositions, and they certainly know the proper use of semicolons (did I get that one right?).
Little old me throws around more f-bombs than probably deemed necessary, but, I guess that’s all part of this keepin’ it real package. I don’t sugar coat. When I’m feeling good, you know it, and when I’m feeling bad… you fucking know it.
I was so shocked to be nominated in the first place (who was it????), and to have made it as a finalist when there were SO many amazing and inspiring entries.. well, that completely threw me for a loop.
Get it? Loop. Lupus.