I was at a dinner last night sitting next to someone who didn't speak any English on one side and someone who only spoke film production on the other.

And both seemed incredibly interesting, but I literally did not speak the language of either of them.

Across from me was another person who spoke very little English. To his left was another person

who spoke film. And to his right were more non-English speaking people all in New York. I felt a little

bit like I was, I don't know, in Paris during Fashion Week, among the kind of French people who scoff at women who only speak English

and don't want to have anything to do with them. And so I felt very little. And on top of that,

we were at an incredible restaurant, but unfortunately, all of the dishes that were served

were either shellfish or meat dishes, neither of which forms of

nourishment I eat.

And so I was hungry and frustrated that nobody around me spoke English and far from home.

And then like a beacon of hope, I came upon someone who I know who spoke English, who

wanted to chat.

And so she sat down next to me, bubbly and beautiful and

blonde as she is, and she was like, how's your life, Leandra? And instead of being like, it's good,

thank you, I was like, nobody around me speaks English. I'm fucking hungry and far from home.

So after we had that conversation, which was a whole lot of me being like, suck, suck, suck, sucks, suck. By the way, nothing sucks. It doesn't suck. I mean, the only reality in which

life would suck would be if I were like inside that hole that Buffalo Bill created for that

woman that he tried to kill in silence of the lambs. Like, that's where I had to take myself last

night. I was like, Leandra, at least you're in the back of an Uber right now on your way home to a comfortable bed

and not inside a hole lathering cream on your body to beef up your skin so that someone can ultimately skin you and wear you on their person.

And so you think that that put things back into perspective for me, right?

And yet, this morning when I woke up at 7.31 a.m. to the sight of my husband's ass,

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