Over a long weekend, that started with my mother going through a 'simple procedure' that some might call
brain surgery, I lamented about how I rarely write anymore and that I am a sometimes funny individual.
My friend (Nikki*) told me I needed to blog again.
This is a continued failed endeavor as my blogging nature is usually disturbed by something shiny, a noise in the room, or the ever sneakily present life (that is somehow boring and active at the same time).
Conundrum.So I deleted my old blog, am thinking about deleting some other far forgotten profiles on 'social networking sites', that really are becoming some odd popularity game, but sadly a good way to keep track of my brother.
I also would like to state that while I try to spell correctly there will be abundant misuse of commas, ellipses... and the various tidbits used for proper sentence structure. Grammar as much as I try is not a friend of mine, but a long distant relative that shows up to scoff at the thought that a colon belongs where I put it.
"Silly niece, semi-colons are for adult-like people who paid attention in linguistics courses."I'm not promising anything as entertaining as my friends, but now with a few more life experiences under my belt and hopefully the ability to be somewhat candid I'll be as entertaining as I like to think I am in the dark, dank, dampness of night when no one is looking or listening. At this time of evening I read aloud to myself in accents I pretend are correct.
I might also have a penchant for long sentences that try to go somewhere, but are destined for failure.
*Used with newly acquired permission.
Ceasing Ramble.
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