So instead of posting every few hours or even every day like most people, I’ve apparently decided to post something every six months. Maybe to make my pearls of wisdom even that more rarefied? I don’t know. I’m not sure what the game plan was there, but I’m sure it had something to do with the government. (Hint: There was no game plan.)
Someone recently reminded me that I used to write and post stuff here, like funny and quirky stuff. Stuff some people like to read. I’m slowly getting back into it.
It’s my little present to you guys, during this season of giving, to not post diary entries like the last one (Jesus, sorry) and disclose TMI. I had a job, it sucked the life out of me, yet I lived to tell about it. Just not here. There’s a time and place, everyone. No more bumming you out. But really, no more bumming me out. Get on with it.
I’m updating the site, fixing it up and making it all-around more kick ass. Some features will disappear, while others will stay. We’ll figure out what works. Stay tuned to the upcoming changes.
On a lighter note, my 34th birthday is quickly approaching and if you know me, you know I like a low-key birthday. This year however, to celebrate my coming out of my personal year-long mental recession, I’ve decided to dance my pants off. It’s also a great time to look back and take stock of my life, and examine the past year. For instance, have I made-out with enough people this year? Did I drink nearly enough? Did I attend enough parties? How is it possible to look so young, refreshed and thin, yet drink so much, miss sleep and overeat? Who’s been Googling me? All these questions, and more, will plague me during my 34th year on Planet Earth.
I think we can all agree on one thing: Next year, I definitely need to
make-out read more.