Yep, that me.
For the same reason plants usually die a horrible death around me, I have been simply neglecting my blog.
It’s not that I have nothing to say. I’s not even that I can’ think of how to say it.
I think for the most part it is just that I don’t have enough about a single thing to make a decent post without resorting to rambling.
I could write about my weight loss efforts, but I have not stepped on a scale in two weeks. It would kinda ring hollow if I had no data to show. Here, I’ll give it a shot.
I, um, well, you see I kind of like, tried with limited success to eat less bad stuff this week. I didn’t write anything down. I have not been on the scale. I don’t really know how I did, so I’ll just say I failed. It’s easier that way, plus I am usually right.
I could write about how stoked I am for the release of The Gathering Storm by Brandon Sanderson. Possibly going into how I really want to go to the signing in Chicago next month. Then again, I think that kind of post would be better served with pictures of said event.
Since I have neither the pictures or the stories from going to the windy city for the day that post will have to get filed on my “to do” list for late October.
I suppose I could talk about taking Kestrel’s advice and looking into the hundred pushups excercise plan. I have been following it with a good amount of success. Then again, I am currently in the middle of week two of a six week plan.
I guess I can call this one “in progress” and report on how well it works once I get to the other end of the process. Well, at least I have a few ideas in the drafts bin now.
I could go into the story idea I have for NaNoWriMo. Then again, I really shouldn’t write anything before hand, and I would be tempted to start. Let’s just say I plan to try and write something that I would actually want to read.
Hell, I would love to give the idea to others and see how several of us came at the same general idea. that might be fun, but I don’t know who is planning on doing it this year (other than myself). Then again the idea would be valid whether written in November or not.
I could write a little about a lot of things, unfortunately I can seem to write a lot about any one thing. Perhaps I just need to go have a cup of evil and wake up for the day.