
Bakers Dozen c/o KB via ej.
- That it isn't so much that I've lost my voice, that it is me losing the desire to blog.
- That I need to quit putting off social activities to feed my HIF (hand in fro) disease. And while I love NP, I need to stay off of there too.
- That it's not so much my giving up on dating, as it is my giving up on settling...so with that....
- ...I've given up on looking for romance. It'll find me.
- That I'm tired of adjusting myself to conform to a job that doesn't appreciate me. Enough.
- That dayum, when I woke up this morning, I believe I was free...
- ...ok then, Bantu Knots it is.
- That if anyone comments negatively, it won't be the overtly racist coworkers. It'll be my brain-washed contemporaries.
- That the summer is 1/3 over, and what do I really have to show for it...?
- ....that my accounting books are calling me.
- ...that this site needs rework. An MT upgrade. Some arby's. A method of generating $$$. And a hug.
- ...that I need to write, not blog. I need a schedule, some additional free time, a dash of discipline, some new music, etc...etc.
- That I'm far too complacent with mediocrity, with settling, with accepting less than I deserve...
Yeah, I did some stuff this weekend. Nothing special, so it wasn't worth writing about. What's going on in my head was slightly more interesting. only Slightly. And Ok, it's 13. It IS a Baker's dozen, right? :)


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