So I was going to write today but instead I've decided to drive out into the desert on a quest to discover my spirit animal. I've got my fingers crossed for an owl, but I'll probably get a cactus. A real penis-y looking one. I need to cleanse my soul. Plus forget all the horrible things you've said about me in the past year so I don't throw myself into the Grand Canyon in the most depressing photobomb of all time. I'll do some light blogging through the new year (hopefully my rental car comes with free Wi-Fi) and get back to full blast by the end of the week, when I will rise from the ashes like a Phoenix and fly straight into your car's windshield. Come soar with me?