Saturday, September 13, 2008


Blogging is yet another thing to add to my list of abandoned projects. I will file it right under that generously expensive birthday gift of a fancy Cricut that I was going to use to do amazing scrapbook projects; box yet unopened.

I feel so guilty that I am an English teacher and yet writing is so hard for me. My favorite blogs are those that offer snippets of everyday life. However, my life is just to dang droaning to offer such interesting clips of entertainment.

I miss old fashioned marble composition journal books that I can crawl into bed to journal with. However, I know that I can type a heck of a lot faster than I can write. So, by typing- even though it means having to sit at the computer desk and log onto Blogger- should allow me to type more. Yet, to do *this* I think I have to have something pertinent to say. Even though I have no "audience" and I do not forsee having one and I've even loss the desire to have one (for now at least, that will eventually return I imagine). So, I've thought about giving up the whole blogger thing... yet again. But, I really don't want to. I don't think. I thought about taking a specific direction with it, like weight loss, but I know I am boxing myself in a bad way to do that.

One time when Jason had been out to sea for a while he told me to "stop being such a damn English teacher and write," translation- anything is something.

So, here's anything.