Okay.
Good to declare up ones mind everybody.
Yeah. Its been a while, hasnt it?
Before you buy that sympathy card and visualize out whether you should place daisies or tiny animal erasers on my grave (animal erasers, FTW), you should know that Im not technically dead. Im not redden mostly dead.* Ive just been very, very busy, every time I would think, I should blog, the convo in my head would go like this:
Me: I should blog.
excessively Me: Its 10 pm. Do you know where your brain is?
Me: No. Not a clue. Havent seen it since it tried to figure out a surgical strike on that scene on p.282. then it got mad and yelled, You dont understand me! and slammed the door on its way out.
in like manner Me: s what I thought. So you are operating brainless well(p) now.
Me: Pretty much.
Also Me: Okay. Be honest here.
On a scale of 1-10, 1 being I could blog around whether Rainbow Brite ever gets PMS and 10 being I am at that point in the evening where all I can do is stare straight ahead and make up small, wavering songs in which everything has to rhyme with pee, amusing no one in my house except for me, where would you rate yourself?
Me: 11.
Also Me: (taking computer) Yeah. Im cutting you off.
But I think my brain is outset to bounce back just a little. At least its stopped telling me that a reality show almost Snow White & the Seven Dwarfs would be awesome TV.** Its been a wild ride the past month. School started for The Boy, of course, which is always a bit like being thrown into DDR if youre color blind. getting back into the routine--never pretty, for any of us. But now weve all been worn down by the mercilessness of the routine into a fine, chalky powder, and life is good.If you want to get a full essay, stray it on our website: Orderessay
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