Hiatus
I like to think I try and guilt myself into updating about once a week or two even if whatever I write makes no sense and is rambles incoherently...hey it's the internet . No one cares about that anyway. Kids actually put texting shorthand into the things they write because it's so normal to them they think it's appropriate to put into a paper. Sad. Anyway, commentary about the disintegration of the English language is always fun but...I have a side writing project. I admit it. I'm cheating on the blog. So I may be light on updates as my creative juices are simmering elsewhere. Don't think I died. I did not die. Am I sharing this project via the intarwebs ? I don't know. I guess I'm on the fence about that because it's much more personal and the intarwebs ? She is mean. Full of lurking jerks with cheeto fingers. And I have to fence in my feelings because I will inevitably hurt someone's feelings. I am a feeling hurter . I love Brussels Sp...