First off thanks for all the nice comments regarding the last post, I really appreciate them. I think everyone in this big 'ol blogosphere we gots going on can feel the self induced pressure from trying to be witty/deep/interesting sometimes and it's hard thing to admit when you've lost your blogging mojo. It really is a "it's not you, it's me" situation.
With that in mind, I'm not taking a break but the posts may be a bit scattered til I get the mojo back. And no I am not going to turn into a "writer"* as much I wish to be. Perhaps it was too much sun that made me forget my actual writing is the literary equivalent of lycra induced cameltoe on a hot day. Gross. Save the writing for bloggers like Peter DeWolf** who are good at it. And as Nick pointed out I'm (by blogging) already pretentious enough. Next thing you'll know I'll be posting about drinking oaked chardonnay at quaint Bistro's while reading Faulkner. Except this is me and it's more likely to be a box of the house white while eating day old pizza and reading the comics section of The Province.
But I digress.
Short of an artsy *** photo of my toes or something or an artsy**** poem about my cat don't expect anything big to be coming out of here any time soon. Instead I've just compiled a list of some of my facebook statuses for the last couple months as I find myself to be hilarious on facebook. Most others probably wouldn't agree. But that's why they're blocked and deleted.
Meghan L: sealegs or still drunk?
Meghan L is going on a motherf*&^%ing boat, wearing her flippy floppies....
Meghan L .....so Shenanigans is your name? I'm Hijinks. Charmed I'm sure. Would you like to join my friend Friday in a sexy three way?.....
Meghan L: Hello Friday. You're looking mighty sexy. Would you like anything? A cold beer? A BJ?......
Meghan L 's air conditioner sucks. If anyone needs me I'll be hanging out in the fridge.
Meghan L ...and this headache today is sponsored by wine. Smooth, tasty wine. Pick some up from your liquor store today!
Meghan L admires children for their carefree attitude of swimming in the river with no concerns of duck mites and dead hookers.
Meghan L is too old to be jailbait, too young to be a cougar, so will settle for being a floozy.
Meghan L is bored and playing with superglue and can see no possibility of error in this plan.
Meghan L skipped yoga for pizza and found inner peace with that instead.
Meghan L just realized her neighbour has been staring at her. But rather than being creeped out is upto the challenge of staring back while mouthing "you're dead motherf*CKer"...
Meghan L 's favourite foods are the ones that require no dishes.
Meghan L is getting paid to disrobe in front of students and get massaged. I love my job.
Meghan L feels like Canucks are that token ex that doesn't get better in bed, but she keeps sleeping with anyways just out of hope and desperation.
Meghan L is starting to flex her drunk texting fingers......
Meghan L is going to extreme yoga tonight. Fight club seemed too tame.
Meghan L has a hot date with the sun. Get it? The sun? It's hot. Hah.
Meghan L is going to be reincarnated as an 80's hair band slut.
Meghan L has no voice anymore so will convey her opinions through body language, starting........now.
And as of today...
Meghan L would like to spend all day on her back, in bed. Sleeping. Perverts.
* you totally called my bluff there
**A fellow Canadian blogger/writer who sorta intimidates me.