Just call me Angel of the morning angel. Good morning, everybody. I just wanted to get that off my chest. It's been so long

since I sang on this podcast, just a singer through and through. I've missed you. I feel like

when I have a guest and then I don't get to do just the stream of conscious, one-sided conversation with you that I really do miss the muscle and I miss the

interaction because these are basically my only social interactions, although that's not true. I've had kind of a busy week

since we last chatted, which by the way, I love those girls got to eat

girls from the Girls Got to Eat podcast, Raina and Ashley. What a time. What a joy. And also,

like, I really just genuinely enjoy the company of other podcasters. Not all of them. I mean,

so many suck.

And we really aren't talking about it enough, but there is a handful of these girls, okay,

primarily female that are bleeding out behind these microphones and not getting enough fucking respect and credit because it ain't easy.

It's not easy out here, okay. I mean, is it the best

gig in the world? Obviously. But I had a great time. And, you know, when I bank a guest

episode, I have a little bit of time to like live, to live, to laugh, to love and then be

able to reconvene on this microphone and catch

y'all up. Okay, it's been a busy week. At the beginning of this week, I shot a very mysterious

beauty campaign with Heather McMahon that I am not able to give a lot of, like, details on, but we had

such a great time. What's funny is that Heather and I

are very, very close, but we never talk about work, really, or it's just not, it honestly,

like, doesn't come up. It's like the last thing we talk about. And we've never actually worked

together. And, you know, Heather is a workhorse.

She is a professional.

Me, you know, not so much.

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