I spent the weekend doing....well, nothing really. I didn't pack, although I do have a pile of empty boxes in my dining room, ready to topple over at any moment. I also happened to pile pictures on my dresser. Yay me. Did I mention I am moving November 20th?? I should really get on the packing wagon.
I also didn't do any school work, although I have 3 papers due in the next 5 weeks. I didn't do research, I didn't read a textbook, I didn't scan my notes.
I also didn't write one single damn blog post. I have SO.MANY in my head. I have post it notes all over the pages of my planner/calender. I've got witty and sappy things to post. Yet....
I did nothing.
Saturday night I went out for a new friend's birthday for dinner. We shut the place down. Then we walked over to a bar where I got in the face of a douche that called my sweet friend a whore or a slut (does it matter which??). He pissed me off. He was a creep. And ugly. And omg, I finally had to walk away, but not before I told him he would die alone, ugly and w/ a teeny dick.
Oh wait! I did laundry! Woohoo! I am a functional adult!
Okay, really. All of this to say: I might not be around a lot in the next few weeks. I might not read your posts, have fun on Twitter, or post here. You might not see my boobies on my other site. I just have so.much to do, damn it. But please know that I *will* catch up on your posts, I *will* talk about silly things on Twitter again, and I *will* drink too much wine & drunk dial people. It just may be a couple of weeks.