It's easy to do, I mean, what with having to remember both my user name AND password and which links to click and... what are those things I see underneath my fingers? With the letters on them? Now, exactly what do I do with those, again? Remembering stuff is hard sometimes.
 
Okay, obviously I jest... although honestly, I HAVE been rather scatter-brained lately, so I wouldn't be too surprised if I actually HAD forgotten how to update my blog. A few days ago, I actually misplaced my suitcase. Yeah, you heard me right, my suitcase. Not my car keys, work ID, or any other relatively small and therefore easy to misplace item, but my rather large (I could probably fit inside this thing, fetal-position style) and extremely bright red suitcase. (Turns out, I had left it in the trunk of my car but totally thought that I had brought it inside with me. This was after spending 17 straight hours in a car, 9.5 of which I had personally driven, so it was understandable. At least that's what I choose to tell myself). 
 
Anyway, yeah. I haven't blogged in a long time. Clearly. But I've decided that I'm going to stop apologizing for that and making excuses and whatnot, just because it's starting to get old and, as infrequently as I blog, it's like all I ever write about anymore. So. Moving on!
 
Let's see... I guess a lot has happened? You know, since two months ago? Nothing really of any significance though because, well... my life is boring, but rather lots of random, semi-funny things that I jotted down with the intent of blogging about but never did. Like that one time I yelled out "my utensils are NOT silly!" to an entire cashier's line of Wal-Mart shoppers, and they all turned and stared at me in bewilderment like I was the Wal-Mart equivalent of that homeless man you see standing on the street corner, gesticulating wildly and spewing nonsense about the end times and his thoughts on bologna and how you're such a pretty lady, why don't you come give poppa a nice hug. Anyway, that was me, but in Wal-Mart. What can I say, Wal-Mart brings out the best in me. There's actually a perfectly reasonable explanation for my rather loud proclamation that my utensils were NOT, in fact, silly, but it's boring and I like the idea of me being a Wal-Mart Crazy, so we'll just leave it at that.  
 
Anyway, time for bed. I'm still recovering from that whole 17-hours-in-a-car thing (I went home for Thanksgiving, and let's just say the drive back from Pennsylvania on Sunday wasn't the best). Coming soon: explanations for those utterly random pictures from my last entry. Gosh, way to leave you all hanging for two months, huh? I should have just stuck with the made-up "I forgot how to update my blog" excuse... then at least you wouldn't think I was a total jerk, maybe just a little... slow. But hey, we are talking about the Wal-Mart Crazy here, so a little slowness is probably to be expected, right?