It's just little old me this week. Thank God.

Normally I don't look forward to these solo podcasts,

although I'm gonna cut the like likable relatable down to earth shit and just say that some of my favorite episodes are the ones with just me

Which I think is probably the true definition of narcissism

I can't talk I can't think I can't talk, I can't think, I can't breathe, I can't poo.

Hi, welcome to the Bitch Bible Podcast. It's been what, 15 seconds? Okay, great.

Also, my ceiling is raining poo. Not actually, but, um, so let's backtrack a little bit.

Let Nell out of her cage. I just got back from a six day bachelorette with

17 females in Charleston. Now I had a really great time all the girls were lovely I look inward and I know that when I get

annoyed or when I'm like being a cunt it's definitely because of me here's my internal

struggle I can socialize very well. It is essentially my job to make conversation

with people that I don't really know very well. However, it doesn't mean that I'm enjoying it while I'm going through the motions,

which is something, it's hard, it's contradictory, it makes absolute no sense because I'm really

great at it. I mean, I could shoot the shit with anybody

While silently and internally hating myself at the same time for being like oh my god shel. Tap out, tap the fuck out.

But I had a really great time.

For me personally, it doesn't matter

if I was with 17 of my very nearest, dearest, closest people in the entire world.

I get extremely exhausted and stressed and

by extensive socializing.

And because I have to, I feel like I have to be on and I have to be polite

and I'm someone that could go honestly like three months

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