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Hi there. How's your year?

Now.
Right now.
For all three of you out there who've nagged me about it during the past week...
I am blogging again. Right now.

I could make a zillion excuses why I haven't been blogging.
I'll just list one.
I'm a complete slug. I'd rather sit around watching repeats of Dancing with the Stars than spout my soapbox schtick here.

Plus, I've felt a little hopeless about humankind lately. Every time I start thinking about Bush and what a mess he's made, I want to go back to bed and pull the covers over my head. Then there's the Virginia Tech killings -- what else is there to say beyond tragic, senseless and evil. There's blogblogblog. And then there's blahgblahgblahg. I worried that I had drifted to the latter.

It's very nice to know that a few of you out there might actually enjoy reading my rantings. Then there's "Alex" the spammer who is kind enough to leave a comment every so often.

Anyway, I did it. I blogged. Leave you utterly satiated?

Don't stop checking in. I might surprise you.

Comments

Tom Myler (scoodog) said…
Welcome back, Amy!! It's great to read ya! I hear ya about the mess that GWB has made. Quite sad indeed. Here's looking to a brighter political future.

Tom
8:19 PM
FletcherDodge said…
Amy, I'm glad you're back. I was worried that you might be trapped under a piano or something for the last few months.

Anyway, there's good news out there. In the grand scheme of things Bush isn't even a blip on the cosmic radar.

I'm watching a report about a company that has created a biodegradable plastic. See, things are looking up already.
6:54 AM
Brianne said…
Yay! So glad you're back. It's nice to read an intellectual blog from someone who can actually write.

My personal refuge of choice lately, MySpace, is completely void of a single thought-provoking statement. No one even blogs on MySpace. I've been a slug about blogging myself. And when I do? It's usually just to type in something someone else wrote.

I know what you're talking about.
6:13 PM
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