I'm Back

Don’t you hate it when you stumble across a blog, get really into it and then the writer stops posting? Yeah – sorry bout that.

So…you stop at a pub after work for beer and a burger. You notice there’s a baseball game on which you start to get into. Good music playing on the jukebox. And then the guy sitting next to you starts making small talk. You stupidly engage in his attempt to start up a conversation (usually because you’re being served your 3rd beer at this time). You start talking about current events, the weather, Dancing with the Stars…and then the guy brings up how his son committed suicide. And what do you say to that? Nothing. You just sit there and listen…for an hour and a half.





I have two cats. I got them when I was living with my old boyfriend (or ex-fiance, whichever you prefer) and, when we broke up, I took them with me because they’re mine. Just because I’m single and live alone with two cats does not – I repeat, does not – make me a “cat lady”. I don’t ever talk about them. I don’t dress them up. I don’t put their pictures on my Christmas cards. I don’t have a “My Maine Coon cat is smarter than your honors student” bumper sticker on my car. What is the big fucking deal? Dogs are way more time consuming and people bring them everywhere. Talk shit on those people.

How come every time I check my hotmail account, the right side of my screen is filled with either: fat stomachs, chicks dancing over interest rates being lowered or pictures of abused animals? Who wants to see this? Anyone else notice this? I’m getting so irritated with the online advertisements.

And lastly, I just realized I forgot to take my birth control pill yesterday. I immediately panic…and then realize that I haven’t had any sort of sexual contact in months. I have been in a dark cloud of depression ever since. Sigh…