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Thursday, May 31, 2007

Writer's block

I want to write something great. Something witty, humorous and yet somehow profound and meaningful. I really do.

But for some bizarre reason every time I sit down to write garbage pours out and this is what we're left with. I'll be honest with you, I have no freaking clue what is going on in the world right now. The only website I've read recently is ESPN and the most stimulating debate Paul and I have had in the last few weeks is whether or not the Suns would even want Kobe Bryant (no freakin' way!).

I guess I've just got so much mess going on in my own life right now that I'm scared to even stick a pinky toe in the pool of politics.

It's not that I'm busy, because, well, I'm not. Yesterday my big outing of the day was a trip to Arby's where I didn't even have to get out of my car (thank God for drive thru). I think I spent eleventeen hours in bed watching every single episode of How I Met Your Mother (awesome show by the way) before moving onto Weeds (also a good show). See, my life isn't exactly a whirlwind of excitement at the moment.

Honestly, I don't know why I'm writing this. I could just write something about how I'm moving and there's this wedding and have I mentioned that I need a job? But I think about three people read this anyway so I might as well be honest when it comes to my excuses for not writing.

Come to think of it, maybe it is the fact that my life is so incredibly not earth shaking that I have nothing good to write about.

Well, I'm off. I actually *gasp* got dressed and everything today. Going to meet Jon this morning before he drives back to LA!


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