Sorry about the delay on the third (and final) installment of No Pants Lady. The cold I was suffering from (excuse me…from which I was suffering) has gotten worse, and now that the trees and grass of Maine have decided to spew their loverly spring pollen forth into the air, I’m suffering from allergies as well. To counteract this, I’ve been hopped up on Benedryl, and as a result I’ve been in and out of consiousness for the past 36 hours or so. I realize that most of my blog entries sound like they were written while I was hopped up on Benedryl (or indeed, something stronger), but alas! such is not the case.
Once my mind is cleared of its medicinal fog, I’ll spew part 3 forth into the air. Or, you know, something like that.