I have decided something because I'm very decisive like that, and when I decide to do something, it almost never happens because I'm also very lazy like that. But, my dear internets, I have decided to write on this blog. I think I have been suffering from a bit of writer's block, because I have a slew of posts I have started to write and then have abandoned, not unlike a prom-night dumpster baby, because I could see they were going nowhere.
In addition to writer's block, I've been suffering from a touch of depression, which might make for a good episode of Hoarders or Intervention, but not so much a good post on the old blog. Do you really want to read a post about how I can find almost nothing to make me feel more than "meh" about anything. This is why Christmas was kind of a wash for me this year. We didn't have a real tree and I barely even listened to Christmas music because... well, meh.
So, I will be working under the assumption that the phrase "fake it 'til you make it" is actually true and that if I just write and try to be happy that I will find the block removed and the black cloud hanging over my head just a little less black.
What do you think, my dear whoever reads this blog anymore?