I will admit it to ya...I am frustrated with my blog. I don't devote as much time to it as I would like. Partially, this is because I work full time and I have a 14 month old, and I am tarred, ya'll.
But partially, it is because of insecurity. Why would anyone want to read my blog? And if they do, is it so bad that no one wants to leave a comment because, well, if you can't find anything nice to say...Are people's Internet manners that good that they just walk away and try to wipe my life from their memory? With these thoughts, it is hard to rip Jason away from World of Warcraft long enough for me to write a blog.
I am just being grouchy.
Please ignore my grouchiness. After all, I think I am funny, the baby thinks I am HIL-A-RIOUS; there must be some people out there who share our humour.
And, hell, even amalah caught few comments at first. And she is my blogging hero; she is like a queen in this world. Seriously. Read any of them.
SOOOO...this is for you, Miss Ali, kicker of my ass. This blog's for you. I swear, I'll do better.
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Goodness...you certainly ARE crabby. That's ok, I adore you and I understand. I haven't left any comments only because I'm not objective...anything you wrote I would think was brilliant.
Next time you're at the pharmacy call me...I could spend money on better things than my stupid fake nails.
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