Introvert Problem #84

March 1, 2010 (part one…)


There's nothing quite like a cancer diagnosis to suddenly ram you into a brick wall lead role of what's sure to be a below-the-D-list tear jerker.

Unlike when I was an aspiring model, these days I haven't any desire to be the center of attention.
I'm really happy...and comfortable... being behind the scenes.
I make a pretty decent sidekick (especially under the influence of vodka)
but as the Star of this sad and sappy train wreck???

Fuck.

This.