Well, I feel beholden to my poor, neglected journal. Why? Because I don't update it like I once did. There's a very good reason for that. I have nothing on which to update. Nothing. Nothing is going on in my life except for spurts of writing or proofreading material. Other than that ~ nuttin' honey! I need to go out and cause some mischief. Maybe run down the middle of main street in Duncan wearing nothing but a sandwich board that says "The End is near!" Something...anything.
My life is beyond boring. Ho hum.
My life is beyond boring. Ho hum.
