When Was the 13th?
Today is actually Thursday, the 17th. I actually had to look at my phone to see what day the 13th was, because that’s how tired I am. I’ll add more about that on the “real” March 17th post, if I don’t fall asleep first. And I wish I could say Sunday the 13th was rad, but I don’t remember one freakin’ thing. I’ll leave it at that, so I can look back on this completely pointless post in a year and say to myself, “dang, you’re lazy. A post a day. Is it really that hard?!”
Anne Clendening was born and raised in L.A. She's a yoga teacher, a writer and occasionally slings cocktails in a Hollywood bar. She could eat chocolate cake for every meal of the day. She has a huge fear of heights and flying. And fire. She wishes she could speak French, play her guitar better and make cannoli. She's probably listening to The Dark Side Of The Moon right now, kickin’ it with her boxer dog and her hot Australian husband ★
L.A. chick. Writer. Horror fan. Free Spirit. Child of the 70's.