I wish I were in the Bloggy DeSSert Land, ‘cuz I’d love me a crème brûlée or a blondie, or a nice big sundae with a cherry on top. But alas, I’m in the desert wasteland. I just can’t seem to get anything written. I’m dried up, parched, gasping for…whatever. Can’t even finish that sentence.
I do have tons of thoughts swirling in my head. But when can I get them written? There are so many little things to do when moving and can’t find a good chunk of time. Then, when everyone’s asleep at night and I do finally have time I’m catching up with the day’s emails and blogs I must read. Not to mention trying to comment on all those. I posted about social networking being an extreme sport (I’m not even going to tryto link to that right now). But blog commenting is way harder. And what’s making it hard and a huge PITT (pain in the tushy) is that my high speed internet through the cable modem with supposedly 10MB of something that is supposed to make it lightening fast isn’t lightening fast at all. Instead it’s gouge-my-eyes-out slow and it decides when to randomly allow me internet access at all. I’m now on hold with them gouging my eyes out because I’m on hold. Apparently they don’t do anything quickly.
So, please stay on hold with me as I get my act together and begin blogging again. My life is at least interesting enough to blog every couple of days. Remember?