I'm just walking around having one slow gigantic panic attack.
HOW CAN I FLY HALFWAY ACROSS THE WORLD WITHOUT MY CHILDREN. WHY AM I GOING TO A BLOGGING CONFERENCE IN NEW YORK CITY. WHAT THE FUCK IS A BLOG ANYWAY. WHO DO I THINK I AM. WHEN IS THE NEXT CATASTROPHE SCHEDULED?
Today was a terrible day, in which I tried to do it all and just failed.
So I did this instead.
Poor Tim - he even went and fetched a lamp from upstairs and let his toast go cold, because he thought I was going to interview him.