And so. The so-called pseudo-blogger tries again to meet the LAZY-ASS deadline of just ONE blog entry per month.
I was a lot more fired up with this when it all began. But, even then, there wasn’t a great deal of written glorp from me.
What happened to me? I ask myself that every time I look in the mirror. I ask that when I’m outside in my undies looking at the stars at 3:30 in the morning because Brisco needs to pee (Brisco is one of my dogs). I ask it when I don’t find certain movies funny. (Apparently, I am moving out of the target demographic.)
This is going to be a downer if I keep going. I’m guessing that part of my mood is tied into the changes in the season. I really don’t look forward to winter - except that I can start wearing my heavy corduroy shirts. (MY GOD what's happened to me?!)
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