I officially announced on Facebook that I am blogging again. Does that make this an official blog, post? Am I procrastinating? Am I asking too many questions? Am I avoiding the real issues?
May-be. May-be not.
All I know right. now. is that it has taken me until 2pm to start this post because BABIES ARE A BIG HUGE FAT PAIN IN THE ASS AND I MEAN NO DISRESPECT TO BIG HUGE FAT ASSES BECAUSE I HAVE ONE AND I LOVE FATNESS, mmkay? If you ever need a reason not to get things done? Babies. Babies who are mobile and big trouble and right at the very moment seeking things to hurt themselves as if driven by a baby-seeking motor of "WHAT CAN HURT ME IN THIS ROOM" are what you need to stop everything from being accomplished. Baby who is now standing on my chair. Baby who is now crying.