Yup, I've been typing elsewhere.
Life at home has been pretty boring (which is a GREAT thing around here) so I haven't had any blog material beyond the fact that rain has been making me kind of gloomy and C has learned how to use the Sit and Spin all by himself. Juicy stuff, right?
So, I've been spending some time trying to write intelligently about relatively boring topics. No, not like I do here. More like pretending I have any business claiming to be an authority on a wide variety of topics, when I'm merely an authority on how to avoid housework. By the way, turning lights off in messy rooms is a big key. You're welcome.
I do feel guilty about robbing you all of more chances to laugh at me and feel better about yourselves, but I'm sure something will happen soon enough.
In the meantime, this other thing has been pretty emotionally rewarding. It turns out, I have the ability to make people think I'm smart! Dumb asses.
It’s us, but in dead animal form. But not really dead because they weren’t ever alive. Undead? No. That makes them sound like vampires. So not that. Fuck. I don’t know the word. Hey, how long can a title be? Because this seems excessive. Someone should stop me. Jesus. This is as bad as 280-character twitter.
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