It’s tough to maintain a blog now. I am envious of people that still do – the ones who don’t get paid, the ones who who aren’t famous on the internet…just the regular people who can make time to maintain a blog. I’ve composed a multitude of posts in my head – BRILLIANT posts, I might add – only to lose them to them to a thousand tiny interruptions in my day. I can say I’m going to try to do better, but you and I both know that is not a great promise. Life happens. If I can pick this thing up where I left off, super. If not – well…the archives aren’t going anywhere. My infamy will live on.
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Facebook and Ravelry have killed my blog. Here it is, gasping for breath, and I finally DEIGN to post. I should be dragged out back of wordpress’s headquarters and shot.
HAHAHA!
OK, so. Just some pictures.
My mom visited:
Oh wait, I didn’t take any pictures. It was mostly us shopping – at the mall, in Helen, GA, at the outlets…
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Woooo! Thanks Bloggess!!! I am in fact not dead. I swearz it! I’ve been busy. Doing…stuff.
I don’t know…STUFF! Knitting, twittering, obsessively watching the olympics…
OH MY GOD, there’s nothing ON! Where is the downhill? Where is the speed skating? WHERE IS CURLING??? I CAN’T GO ON WITHOUT THEM!!!!
I do not have a problem.
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Watching TV, Kev is at the stove, stirring dinner.
Kev: What’s a twink?
ESC: you know, the sterotypical gay guy you see on tv…floating around…hellloooooo…you look FABuloooouuuus!
Kev: oh
ESC: let’s go SHOPPING!!
Kev: *laughs* OK, I got it.
ESC: And then there’s bears.
Kev: Bears.
ESC: yeah, kind of big burly guys. Like, if you were gay, you’d be a bear.
Kev: *turns to me, puts his hand on his hip* I can float around JUST FINE, thankyouverymuch!
ESC: HA! I’m blogging that.
We’re snacking on thin pretzel sticks, and Kev sticks two in his mouth and said he was a beaver. I grabbed two and put them in the sides of my mouth, straight down, and made a hissing noise.
Kev: awwww…my little walrus…
ESC: wh…wha??? walrus???? I’M A VAMPIRE!!!!!
Kev: oh…heheheh…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!
ESC: …I…I don’t think 140 characters is going to be enough to convey how offended I am right now.
Kev: HAHAHAHAHAHAOMGI’MGONNAHAVEASTROKE!!!!!!!
We are now having an argument about appropriate length of vampire fangs, and whether or not vampires can “starve to death” like beavers if their fangs are too long…
***Kev would like me to let everyone know that he did NOT hear me hiss. Got that? He didn’t hear me hiss. OK then.*
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