Well helllllo there bloggy blog. It’s been a while, eh?
I haven’t forgotten about the bloggyverse. As usual, things have just gotten crazy/busy/my creativity has been drained over the last few months.
Also, I really intended to give this website a makeover before I started updating again regularly, but since I’ve been having the urge to write-I’m just going to start doing so again.
It has come to my attention that some of you stopping by are potentially new visitors, and don’t know what to expect. That’s why I’ve decided to dedicate my first post back from my sabbatical to warning you of what you might find on upcoming posts here on my little corner of the web.
*John Cusack. At one point in history, this blog’s main purpose was to try to get my favorite actor’s attention on the web. Four years and zero RT’s later, I still have a slight obsession with the actor. Expect random fan-letters and photoshops. It’s now just out of habit.
*Whiny, self indulgent posts that often ponder the meaning of life, and question why life is so hard.. Sometimes you can even smell the tears and disparity as you click onto this site.
*Manic posts that you have to read in a particular accent for them to make sense. For this, I apologize in advance. Sometimes I’m in such a good mood, I just can’t contain myself.
*You will definitely see some missspelled words. Although I try my best to do gooder at putting my English Composition degree to good use, spelling and grammar aren’t my top priority here. My point is, don’t bother pointing out errors. Expect them. Embrace them. Fondle them.
*Wine fueled posts discussing the glory that is So You Think You Can Dance. I don’t have many indulgences in this life, but this is one of them. Or two of them, if you count the wine.
*TMI/NSFW/NFPOF (Not for parents or family) Sensitive information. I’m not one of those people who spews out crass stories purely for shock value. Rather I spew them out, not realizing that they may be offensive to you and your children.
Take for instance this: Last weekend my boyfriend and I spent a glorious week camping our way to and from a wedding in northern New Mexico. On the way home, we stopped at the beautiful Guadalupe Mountain National Park to camp. Sometime in the middle of the night, I had to leave to tent to pop a squat by a tree. The problem was that it was extremely dark, and I had to go extremely bad. Therefore, the stream was a little stronger than I had expected.
As you may know from experience, Strong flow + dark = pee all over your pants.
The grossest part was that this particular park didn’t have showers and I didn’t pack any other shorts to hike or drive home in. Needless to say, I spent the next 14 hours not smelling my finest. And I never told my boyfriend about it, until now.
He probably would have made me sit on a towel like my grandpa did when I was ten and accidentally farted in his car.
I’m still scarred.
Anyway, I plan on stopping by here and putting words to blog a little more often, even if they are just short nonsensical thoughts. I hope you’ll plan on stopping by some too!