At least "once a month" is consistent. Right?

Every day I think about blogging.

And every day I don't.

I guess I just needed to read back over the two years o' blog back there to find the key.

For the key is Quizilla.




What Office Space character are you?
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I'm also very into Dilbert lately.

And chicken wings. But that's a whole other thing.

Juliet


:: happy hour begins at 5:40 PM [+] ::

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Woooow.

I didn't mean to disappear like that. I mean, first I was in The Window, when it was too soon to post anything anyway so I could relax. Then it was The Weekend, and most of you don't visit me on the weekend anyway so I could relax.

Then we started getting into INeedToHaveAnExcuseBeforeIGoBackInThere episodes, through which I found relaxation difficult because "Speaksy lost his cell phone and it may have been because I threw it out during the aforementioned Thanksgiving cleaning debacle" isn't high on the Successful Excuses for Lapses Longer Than Ten Minutes list.

Pretty soon we entered IWonderIfICanSayIWasAbductedByBigfoot territory, at which point I relaxed by plunging into DENIAL about the fact that I hadn't been writing. About the fact that I didn't want to write. About the fact that I had a blog at all.

I even stopped checking my emails, which were tough to access at AOHell anyway, so I could at least try to relax on that one.

And there's even more stress to this milkshake in that part of the reason I haven't been writing is that I AM KEEPING SECRETS FROM YOU. Well, not all of you. Some of you. Almost all of you. Probably 70% of you know one thing about me that the other 30% of you can never know ever. A handful of you know two things that nobody else knows. A whopping ONE of you knows one thing that everyone else will eventually find out, but not for a very long time, like the blog may die before I say what that is.

And these are the things that are taking up 98% of my days.

The other 2% is stuff like tampons and tiaras and I've talked about those a lot before.

So.

In the last month, of the things I can tell you, I will tell you that I gave up caffeine (because I'm an idiot), went brunette (because I always wanted to and I'm 32 so I can), gained six pounds (same reason) and watched The Matrix about thirty billion times.

Because if you have a two-week vacation and a satellite dish, that's just what you do.

Happy New Year, everyone!
Juliet

:: happy hour begins at 1:31 PM [+] ::

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