Nothing to See Here…

I need to drag my fat ass out of this abysmal pit of despair.  In order to just that, I’m opening up the BIG blog folder… I’m going to read through every one of them and find the good shit that makes me laugh and link you peeps up so you can laugh with me (cause, someone wise, maybe Britney Spears, said “Cry and you cry alone, laugh and the world laughs at you or with you or something like that.”)

Ready?  Do you need a minute to go pop some popcorn?  Are you sure?  OK, here we go… buckle up:

(goddamn fucking hotel internet just dropped my wireless connection for the billionth time this week… hang on while I reconnect, OK?)

1.  Oh thank god it doesn’t just happen to me.  BusyMom also ran out of things to say!  Ha!

2.  On Coffee and Varnish, a simple idea to try and break out of the nothing-to-say-itis that is affecting me (you may leave one word that describes me, but please do try to avoid BORING, OK?)

3.  I could follow the lead in Domestic Psychology and make out my to-do list for tomorrow, but mine would have two items, the first being sit my ass on a plane and the second being sit my ass on the couch.

4.  Greg has a unique approach to stimulating a blog hook up.  I tried to encourage my blog to step outside her comfort zone and reply, but she said she has a zit on her chin and is feeling bloated, so I suppose she is destined to be alone, alone, alone.

5.  Hillbilly Mom always makes me laugh - she’s one of my favorite bloggers.  I think she might have stole my mojo because?  Do you see how she prattles on about bagging groceries and her little anal pattern-finding obsession there?  That’s SO me!!!

6.  OMG - maybe Y and I were twins separated at birth!  Only I’m the older, fatter one and she’s the younger, more beautiful and fabulous one.  First?  We both have the weight struggle thing.  Second?  She’s having the same crisis I am having!!!  At least now it has a name — wannabe-writer’s-block! 

7.  One Whipped Mother blogs about the tragic loss of a hamster, whose life was yanked away prematurely.  It’s a heart-tugging post, well, up to the ROCK part (haha) but it has given me inspiration for a future post.  I have killed more animals than Colonel Sanders himself (although none of mine were chickens).

8.  Oh, HonestyRain!  Oh, you always make me laugh.  I do so love your fake interviews and this one was good (was not, was too, was not, was TOO).  There really are just not enough tarps in this world, I’m thinking. 

OK, peeps… it’s past midnight here and I have to grab a cab to the airport at the ungodly hour of 6AM, so I’m going to go fight with my broken-zippered suitcase (it’s a fucking Tumi - it has no business having zipper problems!) and then get some sleep.

If you have any ideas on how to unblock my brain, I’ll pay you a dollar each for them. 

Sleep well, and I’ll see you from the other side of the pond!