Thursday, October 20, 2011
I got nothing.
I got nothing. It's a blank page tonight, and we're hoping to find my ink tomorrow.
Life has been like a sound stage and I have no clue what 'exit right' means. Did I tell you, I got nothing?
Count 'em; I got 47 billion brain cells waiting to be used... but the pilot light went out about a week back... and I got nothing!!
On my digital camera there are new photos of the torture we're putting the yard through. If “a picture is worth a thousand words,” that'll be one super blog, huh? But I'm tuckerd out; developing muscles I was never meant to have, I'm pretty sure.
And~ I said all of that to say this: I got nothing.