6.30.2008

Milli Vanilli blamed it on the rain.

I blamed it on the writer’s strike.

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. It’s been a while since I’ve felt the need to express my thoughts. Well, that’s a lie. I’ve actually had many moments of overwhelming desire to sit down and tell all. To let it all out without care or censorship. But the truth is… I needed a break.

I received many emails asking about my silence. It was a convenience to blame it on the writer’s strike. No, I don’t belong to the Writer’s Guild. However, as an amateur writer, I did support their platform. Plus, it seemed like a good excuse. But that excuse is now old and unusable since we’ve all happily returned to our lazy television addiction. Even though I don’t watch The Bachelor, I am glad it aired for your entertainment.

My life in a nutshell. Ok, maybe two nutshells.

It’s been a year to the date that I purchased my new home. I can honestly say it has been the best decision I have ever made... although there haven’t been a whole lot of good decisions. Like the night I drank too many homemade kamikazes while attending a midnight bon fire in some rice fields in the middle of nowhere with people I didn’t know. But that’s another story for another time.

I love my house. I love everything about it. I love it’s potential and it’s location. I have my dream list of things I will do once I win the lottery. But until then, I will continue to slyly take advantage of my friends by using them for my better good. That’s what friends are for, right?

For those who ask or wonder, I’m still unable to catch and maintain a relationship. I realize this is no shocker to most of you. If you’ve read any of my blogs, you are very much aware that I’m just not all that lucky in love. I’ve gone against my victimized instinct and have ventured out into the dating world, but to no surprise none have worked out. Once again the fear of the inevitable rejection has caused me to crawl back under the “no way in hell” dating rock. Here I will stay until someone much stronger than I comes along and proves to me that it’s okay to trust again. Until then, overdosing in chocolate and staying in my pajamas all weekend will have to suffice.

I apologize for my non-blogging activity.

Since I’ve most likely lost my Blog Queen title, I will need to come up with a new marketing tactic. Maybe a few vacation give-a-ways or gas gift cards. Of course I can always sink down to the begging and pleading level. It may work since I have no pride or shame.

I hope you welcome me back into this blogging world. I cross my fingers and pray that I my writing rhythm and witty words will win you over with it’s honesty and candor.

- Just a crazy woman