I Felt a Change a’comin

Friday, August 24, 2007
So how long has it been since I last wrote a blog? Probably the same amount of time that it's been since I cut my hair last. Shall we say six months? But I finally cut it last week. It's grrreat (I'm into Scottish accents at the moment: bear with me). I'll put the blame on the fact that I've actually been busy at work for a while now and by the time I get home I don't even want to think about thinking, thus making blogging impossible.Not a lot has gone down in a while. I still get up and go to work every weekday. I come home, harass the girl that looks like me into making me dinner, and try to entertain myself for 4-5 hours (which, thanks to iTalkies, has been rather easy) until I go to sleep and get to repeat the cycle all over again. Seriously, I'm not complaining. But, I would just like to say that it would be grreater if a certain friend of mine still lived in the same city as me. I won't name names, because I rather detest name droppers, but you know who you are Alysha. Oops, did I say too much?In other news, I turn 24 of Monday. That's right, just one year shy of half a century old. Honestly, my reaction is just "meh." I just want to be 30 and get it over and done with already. The good news is that I still have six years to accomplish things that I've always wanted to do, such as learn to play the mandolin, lose 3.5 pounds, convince everyone I know that there's in fact only one of me and that I have accomplished the unthinkable task of being in two places at once, go one whole day without complaining about anything, actually finish a whole song that I've written and last but not least, figure out a way to convince the media that knowing who got Anna Nicole Smith pregnant or what drug is running through Lindsay Lohan's veins does not make the world any smarter. Okay, that last one is partly a potshot, but I figure it's worth a shot.I guess this has been a sufficient rant for now. I'll leave you with a profound statement that my father always makes: "If frogs had wings they wouldn't bump their butts."How d'ya like them apples?Phir milenge.