I've been writing like a mad woman over at the Weekly, so you should check in there every now and again. If you want. You can also find me on Facebook or Twitter. I'm also writing a book and doing a bunch of marketing writing. The book is due in a month and it's nowhere near where it should be. The cancer definitely threw me off for about a month, but I really need to power through it now that I've gotten the all-clear. But anyway, here are a few things that might interest you—
- I started taking this crazy boot-camp like class called Beast-a-Netics, twice a week. It's run by Tim Haft, who started Punk Rope. I have never had such an intense exercise experience in my life. I am seriously outgunned by my class (everyone else is super fit), but unlike gym class they're also very nice. I get the feeling that if we ever had to choose teams, someone would make sure I wasn't picked last sheerly out of kindness.
- I found this photo on some blog and momentarily convinced my boyfriend someone wrote it about him. Not that he ever, uh, touches himself. . . . .
- The owners of the fabulous Zenkichi were kind enough to invite me to a sneak preview of their sake/oyster bar, Akariba. It is insanely cozy, with a real tree growing through it and a transparent roof which is going to be so beautiful when it snows. Like the restaurant, the food and sake are unfuckingbelievable.
- You have to read my friend Val's Self Magazine story on finding out she's got a "cancer gene." I know it sounds like a bummer, but it's not. She's fucking awesome and the story is beautifully written and, yes, got me all teary-eyed.
- Speaking of cancer, I have always felt that if something shitty happens to you (like cancer), you may as well make some money off it. (I wrote a story for publication about my melanoma). I shared this with my dad today and he said I was cynical! I disagree and feel like it's more like finding the bright side of an otherwise shitty situation. Not to mention, I had an assload of hospital bills to pay and it's not like my family was writing any checks. Harumph. What do you think? I'm curious and I won't be offended.