I would love to say that something awesome and outlandish has kept me from posting my rambling ass shit here.
Something like…….. I found Jesus and have been devoting my time to a strategic door knocking campaign to let people know that “Jesus has some great news for you!”. But that nonsense would never fly because I think we all know how I feel about that shit.
Maybe I won the lottery and I’ve been jetting around the world spending my millions!! No, that’s nowhere near believable because Washington state taxes would have ass raped my new found funds six ways from Sunday and most likely, I would be owing them money.
Or maybe, just maybe, my favorite blogger buddies Kage of Sex, Sequins + Sociopaths, Rafa of the Rudeblog and Hed at Hed Above Water came and kidnapped me and we’ve been partying like mother fucking rockstars for the past few weeks! Man, that shit would be epic. Epic, I say.
Alas, none of those scenarios is the reason for my being a slack-ass absentee blogger. The real reason is just so much more boring and lame.
It’s my job. It has been sucking every ounce of life, excitement and energy out of me lately. So much so, that by the time I’ve risen at 6am, (sometimes 5am) readied myself for work, had my ass bussed 30 minutes downtown, worked an 8-10 hour work day, schlep my tired, overworked, underpaid, unappreciated ass to the bus stop for a smelly, baby crying, possible junky passing out near me ride home to catch my breath, feed and walk animals, plan and prepare dinner all the while expertly pouring a much needed adult beverage in there somewhere. Not to mention the fact that thinking up the worlds longest run on sentence is an energy drain all its own.
I’ll be back on track soon, Internets. I fucking swear.