(How many times and places have I said this to each all of them?)
For some of y’all out there who may have wondered where the hell I’ve been lately…
Well, I have been endeavoring with gusto and, actually, extreme prejudice, to ‘reinvent’ me. You see, I want to be a ‘happier, gentler, kinder’ kind of blogger. I no longer want to post rants, though I do love to RANT.
Below please find some Rant Links from My Past. I believe they are representative:
Anyhow, the frontal lobotomy and the Prozac, and the small furry kitten to pet, and the re-education classes (particularly loved Those!), have all done wonders for my mental frame-of-reference. Oh! And to whomever sent me that ‘Care-Package’ of Calgon-Bath-Oil-Beads… Gee thanks.
They took me away. But too late, for ‘They’ had already taken me away… Nice try. I loved the sentiment anyhow.
If you happened to read my last post, you will have discovered that I have taken on some menial labor. Now: This is no disrespect to those who perform such. Au contraire! It is just a fact. And I did mention with accolades, how very much I enjoy it (menial labor).
The thing is, is, I am just in a slump—between gigs—gigs that