So, I'm thinking that Janet Evanovich shouldn't be Satan anymore, so I needed a new post, but man, I'm craving a Ranger fix something fierce. Gah!
I haven't been blogging as I should. I haven't done anything like I should. Ready for my newest excuse? I'm waiting on a laptop. If I only had a laptop, I could write!
I'm on Day 4 of NaNo, in which I was supposed to do 2,000 words a day. How many have I done? SEVEN. Total. Nope, that's not a typo. I suck.
I need to call my awesome webguy John back, but I haven't gotten around to doing that either. I need to do a crapload of things, but am I? Nooooo. I don't know why. Those that have been with me for months now are used to my stupid funks, but this is getting just downright ridiculous.
Monday I AM starting a new schedule. This weekend, tomorrow, to be exact, I'm stopping smoking. God help us all. My brain just feels cloudy, and I can't figure out what I need to do to clear it out.
Good news though - I know who the ever-mysterious D is. And it's rockin' good news, too. Even though he was a butthead to tease me like that for months on end.
So, I'm going to TRY to blog more often. Maybe that'll get my mind rolling in a writing and yet positive direction. I did just spend some time re-reading some posts back from May. That kinda spurred me into really missing the blog and the thoughts that I put down and the freedom of yammering away to whomever is willing to listen, whomever isn't tired of my excuses and my total and complete lack of self-discipline. Ugh.
I do miss my interactions with you guys. I hope you haven't deserted me yet.