So... lately I've had writer's block of some sort I guess. I start off with something to say, but when I sit down to type the sentences don't come. When I get paper and pen the words evade me and my thoughts wander to Facebook and yet another game of Solitaire. It is obnoxious how much Solitaire I play. Seriously.
I don't know why this is happening. Its not like I lack for things going on in my life. I guess I'm just having a hard time with finding the words for it all. And honestly do you want to hear a less than entertaining story about The Boy? Again?
Before when I would get all jumbled in all the thoughts I would stop and start writing it like I was telling a friend. Unfortunately these days the thoughts are a jumble of pictures, random references that would take too long to explain why the hell my brain when that way and songs and movie lines. So I apologize for the lack of witty post or insightful thoughts. Perhaps its the uterine shunting and perhaps its my give a fuck that is on vacation. Hard to tell.