As in writing in the date. It was one of those tasks that is mindnumbing but comforting. I have the sort of mind that does not do well with inactivity. And so writing dates over and over again is the perfect activity for me when I am feeling lazy. I have to use exactly the right amount of brain.
Well...wow. This blog post has been about dating (and not the interesting boy-girl, relationship stuff). Fail.
And I just read Meg Cabot's most recent blog, in which she totally talks about Harry Potter World (and a conference and an Arcade Fire concert). So here I am, having gone to Harry Potter World and done several other fun blog-worthy things, and yet I am blogging about writing dates in books. What is wrong with me?
I might as well just give up now. I don't even feel like talking about the fun I had at the drive-in movies or the really cool Twinkie dressed as a cowboy I bought (well, it's a plastic case for you Twinkie shaped like a Twinkie dressed like a cowboy) or the party I'm planning. I am obviously a failure at blogging...and yet I still have to post this blog because it is BEDA.*
All I want to do is go eat ice cream but I can't because I'm lactose intolerant. Such is my life.
*Yes, I know I've already missed a day but that was because I was away from my computer so I'm giving myself a pass. But not to blog when I am perfectly able to blog just because I don't feel like it - that would be real failure.
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