i jinxed myself last week. when i was leaving work on friday, i had all these plans for the weekend. projects i wanted to work on and such. and i had a list of things i wanted to talk about, here. i even remember telling someone, in an email, that i found blogging to be addictive. which it is. and then i got home and … nothing. i had less than no inspiration. i couldn’t even get near my computer. i tried to write something a couple of times this weekend and i had bupkis. zero zilch nada.
so i read some books. and the last two books i read, or tried to read, sucked so much, that i lost my taste for THAT! which left me bored.
the following is a PSA conversation between myself and my cousin kirsten:
scene: the cheesecake factory. kirsten and i are both eating the lemon raspberry cream cheese cake. this is a layer of lemon cake, then cheesecake, then another layer of lemon cake, and the whole thing is smothered in raspberry sauce.
kirsten: oh my god….
me: mmmphmbmm…..
kirsten: mmphbosfmmm!
me: this is SO GOOD!
kirsten: so incredibly good.
me: i cannot believe how good this is… and i almost didn’t chose this flavor! sooo soo uberdelightful good.
kirsten: it’s so fucking good that you have to swear to tell how good it is.
me: uhh… ok… swear to who?