No Apologies

Today I was watching a little girl wash the fire hydrant in front of her house and it occurred to me that I used to do the same thing when I was young. I think if I were to do the same thing now my neighbours would quickly call the nice men in white jackets to take me away.

God, I miss being a kid.

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On another note, I haven't updated in over a month because I'm 1) Pseudo boycotting Blogger, especially because since they changed it, I have to sign in twice before I can actually get in (I know not why this is) and there's a HUGE lag between what I type and what shows up on my screen in ONLY Blogger, 2) I had a bizarre incidence awhile back where someone I cared not to speak to was using this blog as well as a few other online avenues to glean what she could about my life, and this made me feel like going into hermit mode, 3) It's been a tough past few months, financially and emotionally (No, Mr. Roberts is still a very constant part of my life, that's not it), and 4) I'm just really not interesting.. go live your own lives, people! :)

I'm well, I'm getting muscles and a tan, I got 3 new furry friends (3 little mousies!), I'm hornier than a Triceratops (one night with M. Roberts in almost 5 weeks.. damn busy season), and I kind of feel like this is a new start for me. I might continue this trent of not posting, though. I've got a lot of stuff to be done.