Here we go again. After a 4-month hiatus from this fun little blog, I am back! The goal is to write #500WordsaDay for 30 days.
I am hoping I can stay the course; I blew it on the 10 day fiction challenge, mainly because I was in a very crazy place and would have probably written a bunch of stories about people losing their shit and getting stabby with their relatives--I was in a very stabby frame of mind then.
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I have decided to kick this off by letting you know what you are in for when you read this blog.
I write bad words. I don't use a lot of profanity in my day-to-day life, but I write a lot of bad words. I write bad words on this blog, in my fiction, in my gratitude journal, and sometimes on post-Its when I am on the phone with idiots at work.
I am 40, but I don't feel like a grown up most of the time. Sadly, I look much older than 40 which gets depressing occasionally, but I am dealing with that. Not well.
I read too much. Seriously, that's a thing.
I haven't had sex in so long that I am re-virginized. That is also a thing. In my head, anyway.
My fiendish little sprite of a daughter listed her 5 favorite people in the car on the way to school this morning, and I didn't rate.
I am in a constant neverending battle against grey hair and abdominal fat. I have been losing for 9 years straight.
I have never made New Year's Resolutions in my life, but I did this year and I am doing ok. Just ok.
I have very oily skin. I recently started wearing a ton of makeup (don't ask), but by 3:00, it has all slid off my face and I am back to looking like an effeminate dude.
I can't stop myself from reading the comments at the end of news articles that I read online, and I always want to write scathing responses to the idiots that make particularly ignorant comments. But I never do. Because this:
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| Don't feed the trolls! |
Netflix fills me with dread. There are too many choices! I can spend hours scrolling through all the selections, mentally putting several on hold, and then forget what I had put on hold when I am done with all the scrolling. So I just watch FRIENDS.
Once upon a time, I decided I was going to try internet dating. But I got so turned off by the thought of choosing a screen name, I decided to continue being a spinster.
I bought Powerball tickets this week and had my island picked out and everything. Obviously, I did not win, but I was actually surprised that I didn't. Really. I mean, I played.....I showed up, shouldn't that count for something? Chuh. What a racket.
I don't like scary movies, but Stephen King is my super-duper favorite author in the wholewideworld!
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You will probably see too many pictures of Ryan Gosling in the next 30 days. I apologize in advance.
So.....yeeeaaaahhhh....enough about me. I promise tomorrow's post will be a lot more interesting.
I mean, it HAS to be, dunnit??
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