The fact of the matter is, I do not much enjoy blogging. I've already started twice, only to highlight the words and hit the top right key on my lappy, the one up in the northern Siberian regions by the shiny power button and its blue aura. This frustrates me--I wish I were a happy blogger, spreading my brilliant insights and poignant little anecdotes about the interwebs. I fear I am not meant to ever be the prolific producer of profound posts that I aspire to be. Ah well.
Another reason I suspect I've been lax of late is because, ever since the muse took me and demanded I change up the look of my blog, I've been unable to find one that satisfies. C'est la vie, I suppose. Perhaps next month I'll be better....
Employmentville, USA
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I have my orientation for the Barnes & Noble Cafe tomorrow evening.
Hurrah!
Now after I get some paychecks under my belt, I can start doing things with
my ...
8 hours ago
1 comments:
Not everything you say must be profound or life changing, my friend.
Sometimes just the act of speaking, writing, is what is important.
I merely missed your online presence and did not mean to induce guilt.
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