Someone give me a chip. Preferably Utz
Thirty days sober.
Social media sober.
Although hey, thanks for the gift off my Amazon registry. Damn, that’s some next-level stalking. But I love presents. So, thanks.
In any event, it’s been 30 days since I visited any of the near two dozen sites that chip away at my IQ.
Mmm chips.
A couple friends are still seeded and one asked if I want an update for old time’s sake.
I said hard pass, G. And unsub yoself. You live in the Acela corridor. Look outside instead for some high-speed wreckiness of the train variety.
Unsub Yoself.
I gotta get me that on a T-Shirt.
Best month ever. Looking forward to repeating it.
But first, chips.
ETA 3/13: Math never was my strong suit. It was 32 days at the time of writing. 36 today.
I just told my West Coast crime partner I can physically feel my IQ rising again.
