Well...it's been a while. A week turned into two, then three and four, and then I just decided to take the whole month of June off from writing. It WAS a busy month, but I really think I was being a brat because I entered a writing contest and didn't make it past the first round. I mean, they were looking for people with a huge online following (people with more than 11 twitter followers like myself...who have tweeted or twatted or whatever more than 6 times), but I took it personally and subconsciously decided to pout for a bit. I'm a self-saboteur that way....if I can't do it perfectly, why even bother?
So there I was, chugging along in June, not bothering to write about any of the funny/weird/happy/sad things I was encountering. I'll show you, contest judges, silent brooding gets you far! I had a girls night out a (well, a girls evening out...dinner was at 6), and after some mild debauchery (that sensibly ended in time to catch the 11:37 back to the suburbs), my friend said, "you HAVE to write about this!"
"Noooo," I replied, "I'm not doing that anymore, I think. There's noooo point to it...it's not like I'm helping anyone or anything, and my life is soooo not that interesting. The whole thing is dumb." And then I crossed my arms and dropped the subject. If I could've whipped my thumb out and sucked it, I would have. Wah wah.
Anyways, I see now that there is both no point and every point to doing this. Life is funny, weird, happy, and sad and I have access to a keyboard. So, mama's back.
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