Twice in one day, is this happening?

I mean I know I'm feeling better. But two blog posts in one day? That's just ridiculous. It probably knows I feel resentful towards it. I know I shouldn't. But I don't want this commitment anymore. It just sits there staring at me, day after day while people post around me. Just so frustrating. I get it, other people. You're killing it and I am, clearly and significantly, blowing it

However don't get me wrong. I am NOT breaking up with my blog.

Cody's out playing with friends. Remember the rapping duke? duh ha, duh ha? That's how I'm feeling. Rap based in pop culture. I'm getting down, notorious style, all by myself in our apartment at 12:13 and it must look downright outrageous.

It was all a dream, I used to read word up magazine.

I always forget to talk about how much fun Cody and I had today. We went to the parade, I said that earlier. We sat on the curb with our ankles out, sipping coffee and munching a danish from across the street. I laughed at him so hard my sides hurt. He makes this noise like a dying animal and threatens to lay down and die in the street.

I'm supposed to save him, I think that means he wants dinner.

I completely just lost it and got sucked into the 'matrix' for abouuuut 4 minutes.
Gone, completely.


In other, non-related news. I signed up to help out with the annual masquerade ball at the empress here in town. Anybody have any ideas about other time fillers for me?

I have a feeling the Masq Committee doesn't want me.

Twice in one day, is this happening?

I mean I know I'm feeling better. But two blog posts in one day? That's just ridiculous. It probably knows I feel resentful towards it. I know I shouldn't. But I don't want this commitment anymore. It just sits there staring at me, day after day while people post around me. Just so frustrating. I get it, other people. You're killing it and I am, clearly and significantly, blowing it

However don't get me wrong. I am NOT breaking up with my blog.

Cody's out playing with friends. Remember the rapping duke? duh ha, duh ha? That's how I'm feeling. Rap based in pop culture. I'm getting down, notorious style, all by myself in our apartment at 12:13 and it must look downright outrageous.

It was all a dream, I used to read word up magazine.

I always forget to talk about how much fun Cody and I had today. We went to the parade, I said that earlier. We sat on the curb with our ankles out, sipping coffee and munching a danish from across the street. I laughed at him so hard my sides hurt. He makes this noise like a dying animal and threatens to lay down and die in the street.

I'm supposed to save him, I think that means he wants dinner.

I completely just lost it and got sucked into the 'matrix' for abouuuut 4 minutes.
Gone, completely.


In other, non-related news. I signed up to help out with the annual masquerade ball at the empress here in town. Anybody have any ideas about other time fillers for me?

I have a feeling the Masq Committee doesn't want me.