Yes people, I've been gone for awhile. I have a life, dammit, let me live it. Or I will have nothing to write about.

On my long hiatus, you would think something very earth-shattering must have happened. Well, yeah, you're right. But I will NOT go into details about it. But... other than drama nothing funa nd exciting happened. Not a dang thing. Well, little excting things happened, but nothing interesting like Bill Clinton offering to sign my boobs or anything. Not that I want him to, I'm just saying. It would be an interesting story.

I've come to realize some things, however:

1. I attract men in uniform.
2. The men in uniform that I attract aren't firemen or anything remotely sexy
3. Clark Pest Control Men (who are also old, short), Blockbuster Video Clerks (who are not yet legal) and Mailmen (with bad teeth and fake tanned legs) are the uniformed men I attract.
4. Any hot men I happen to meet are gay, married, gay and married, cheaters, unemployed, or mentally ill.

I'm wasting my potential. Coming to the full realization of this truth kind of sucks. I have no ambition; I am very lazy. I want someone to discover me and pay me large sums of money to do NOTHING. Where are benefactors like that? No one is looking out for the good-for-nothing, smartass, sarcastic wenches. NOT ONE PERSON. Paid laziness is not an easy job to find.

Well.... I have to go manage a play practice, I'll be back. :D