Of myself and my bad BAD blogging habits. I don’t know what it is. I am a lazy blogger. There, I said it. There are things I want to say, but I want to dictate it and have somebody else write it. Does that make me a turd? I have funny things to share but I am too lazy to put fingers on the keyboard and ass in chair and churn it out each day.
So, here I am reprimanding my own damn self, live in front of a cyber audience of, uh maybe nobody. LOL
After my dog died, something inside me died too and I didn’t care about sharing or being upbeat or anything. I kind of still don’t. Is that too honest? To “Weird Stuff In My Desk” for everybody?
Do you ever just get stuck in a rut, move in and decorate it? Well that is where I am right now. And my rut is looking like the Palais Royale.