Heavens, me. It's been about three years since my weary fingers have blasted the keyboard with "wise" words from the chuntress. Too much has happened in between and I'll spare whatever four readers I have left the grim details. One thing you must know, my San Fran days are behind me and I'm glad about it. Also, my ridiculous dating chronicles have come to a happy ending. No I'm not married, just done bouncing from one popped collar to the next and thanks to the wonders of technology and the death of Michael Jackson, I was reunited with my first love. It's the bomb!
I re-read my headline today. That thing about being dramatic like xanax and lines and bourbon and such. Funny, stuff. I also started reading some of my posts. I wanted to pour myself a glass of wine, but remembered I'm on this whole body cleanse and can't even think about touching adult beverages. Back to the text. What in god's name was I thinking? Why did I ever stop blogging? The evolution of le chuntress is sheer hilarity. The adventures, the calamity, the diction, it's all there.
Like I said above, a lot has changed. I'm older, more honest, more seasoned and no longer buying into HBO's bull (thanks for the delusions SATC, but you can crawl back into your 90's cave now). And with that, prepare yourself for a fresh setting (long beach), a few new characters, wacky adventures and some quality blogging...
