Wednesday, March 19, 2008
It's not you. It's me. Really.
It's like a switch turned off right around the end of the year. I have been a faithful and active reader of many great blogs for a long time, and I've used AC here to spew on a regular basis for a few years now. But right around the end of the year I just pretty much stopped.
I also pretty much quit reading. Since the new year I've probably only read about three books. This compared to my normal two to three a month.
I'm spending a good bit of time doing random surfing. The kind where, when you end up on a page with an interesting article you read it, and end up opening five or six other tabs from items in that original article because you want to read more about whatever. This can become a long involved Chinese ring puzzle because theoretically this could go on For Ev Er.
But I seem to be coming out of my spontaneous hibernation. I read an entire book last week. I've caught up on one entire blog that I used to check in on every day or so (Hi Shadowfax!). I'm pretty sure that over this weekend I'll be all caught up with Pete, and Foo, and maybe even JK. It's like poof I've come out of a fugue. That, and I made fudge with almonds last night. Maybe that helped. Certainly couldn't have hurt. Although when The Husband came home and saw it his reaction was "WOMAN! Do you want me to just EXPLODE???" after which I calmly explained to him that it need not all be consumed in one gluttonous orgasmic sitting.
It's like a switch turned off right around the end of the year. I have been a faithful and active reader of many great blogs for a long time, and I've used AC here to spew on a regular basis for a few years now. But right around the end of the year I just pretty much stopped.
I also pretty much quit reading. Since the new year I've probably only read about three books. This compared to my normal two to three a month.
I'm spending a good bit of time doing random surfing. The kind where, when you end up on a page with an interesting article you read it, and end up opening five or six other tabs from items in that original article because you want to read more about whatever. This can become a long involved Chinese ring puzzle because theoretically this could go on For Ev Er.
But I seem to be coming out of my spontaneous hibernation. I read an entire book last week. I've caught up on one entire blog that I used to check in on every day or so (Hi Shadowfax!). I'm pretty sure that over this weekend I'll be all caught up with Pete, and Foo, and maybe even JK. It's like poof I've come out of a fugue. That, and I made fudge with almonds last night. Maybe that helped. Certainly couldn't have hurt. Although when The Husband came home and saw it his reaction was "WOMAN! Do you want me to just EXPLODE???" after which I calmly explained to him that it need not all be consumed in one gluttonous orgasmic sitting.
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Just so you people know, it's been four days and we still have fudge. The Husband is just a smart ass. With fudge on his lips. And chin. And fingers.
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