/holds ‘End is Near’ sign

The fuckable Best Man has now become my man.

Folks, this may be a clear indication that the world is ending. Or the Z.A. is about to begin. Whichever earthly doom you prefer.

I,  Harlow, am in a solid, exclusive relationship. With another human being. (yes, the last part is necessary due to my love affair with weed and corny Kung Fu movies).

Right now I’m sitting the airport, waiting to board my plane to Seattle. Fucking Seattle. The city and I are still on bad terms, but this new guy is a great mediator.

I’m going up there for interviews.

…twats that, Harlow? You’re MOVING to SEATTLE for a BOY?!

Dear God, I’ve finally lost it. I’ve gone mad mad mad.

And I’m oh so glad glad glad.