Archive for September, 2009

Because to be quite honest with you, the thing I dislike most about blogging is coming up with a title. And I can’t go around having all of my blogs titled “UNTITLED,” now, can I? Of course not. Its… unethical? Something like that.

Today is September 11th, and if you think that this blog is going to be a sob story about terrorist attacks and mourning the loss of loved ones, you might just want to leave now.

Did you leave? No? Ok then.

While I do feel bad for the families who lost loved ones, and I do think it was a terrible tragedy, I think it’s time to change how this country is dealing with it. The rubble is cleared, it’s been eight years. Let’s move on. No need to cover this on every news station in existence. We suffered a terrible loss, I know. But the one thing that’s good for anyone suffering loss is closure. I see no point in ripping open those scars every year on the anniversary of the event. That, my friends, is called salt. And you’re rubbing it in the figurative wounds of society. (ohmygod. Did I just say that? I did. lol.)

And if you disagree? That’s fine! This is just my personal soap box here, feel free to set yours up along side. We’re all friends here. The water’s warm.

Anti-patriotism aside, I haven’t blogged in almost a month. (Also, as I’m sitting here writing this, my cats are both asleep in different places. The baby one is asleep by me, and I’m pretty sure he just FARTED.) I could give you this whole line about how I’ve been busy with work (technically I have.) and doing stuff for the wedding (equally true) but really I’ve just been lazy. And the blogosphere doesn’t really give me as much pleasure as it used to. I still read blogs daily (my RSS reader is jampacked) but the act of blogging is so unappealing right now. And I’m sorry for that, I know that some of you come here thinking I’ve blogged and you still see the same entry from three weeks ago. Terrible, I know.

I’m just letting you know that a lot of times, my blogging goes in spurts. I’ll go a month without it, and then two or three weeks where I do it every day. I feel a lot of the time that I don’t have something valuable to say so I’d just better not say anything. I mean, I tend to use blogging to put off something I’d rather not do. Like right now? I’m putting off dancing around cleaning up the kitchen and listening to Viva La Vida… even though that kind of sounds more fun. Just saying.

And now I’m going to do just that. Not really because I have nothing left to say, but because my mom is coming over, and she’ll cry if my kitchen is messy. She’s like that.