…Why I just can’t seem to blog

Okay, people…is it any wonder that a girl just can’t get around to blogging when major news is breaking around the globe? I mean…come on! Britney shaved her head…gasp…she’s headed for a melt down….double gasp. And… both Thom and my my tax guy have informed me that they could be the real biological fathers of Anna-Nicole’s baby. What are the chances? What a circus. I was thinking of petitioning the court and confessing that I actually might be the baby’s biological mother…and then I’d shave my head and get a couple of tats to prove it. People….seriously. Get a life.

***Okay…I’m done now***

Seriously. I haven’t blogged cuz there hasn’t been anything happening. I’m bored. Bored. Bored. And, seriously, bored. Remember that stack of books from last week? I’ve just about read them all. Seriously. I’d forgotten how good it feels to just lose myself in fiction. In ficticious lives (or in this case fiction about real characters…the English Court of Henry VIII). My new addictive outlet is to lose myself in blogs….the real lives of people far, far away…and some that are right here close to home too. Felt good to get away from the computer a bit…to smell the mustiness of used library books…to feel the soft, fiberous pages as opposed to the hard clicky-ness of the mouse.

So…that’s it. That’s what’s going on. A whole lot of nuttin-honey. And for now…I’m okay with that. Still desperately seeking.

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P.S. Seriously. It’s the word of the day. See how many times you can use it in a conversation. Seriously.