I’ve been gone. I know.
There’s a reason. A very good reason, as a matter of fact. One that I’m working on writing about so that I may share it with all you good people who don’t think that I’m dead.
But it’s a difficult thing to write about. Partially because it is a long story that encompassed most of my life for a period of time. Partially because it’s full of complicated feelings and complex emotions. But also because I’m out of fucking practice in the blogging game, and I need to remember how to string two goddamn words together. Writing’s hard, yo.
So it’s coming, but not yet. In the mean time, here’s some pictures of my cats, since my husband informed me today that the internet consists of nothing but cat pictures anyway.
Enjoy.
(And for the last time, no, I’m not fucking pregnant.)
Hey! I wrote you that mail around New Year’s and am glad you’re still here. Could you help me convince my feedreader to not consider this place dead?
Glad to see you back! I’ve got to get back into it, too.
P.S. I’m not pregnant either but OMG what is with that question?! I completely feel your pain!