Bunny says I have to keep blogging, but it's hard for me.
I make no money at it.
It takes time...and you have to think of stuff to say.
And really, I don't have any words anymore. They dried up and blew away, like brittle old leaves.
I make no money at it.
It takes time...and you have to think of stuff to say.
And really, I don't have any words anymore. They dried up and blew away, like brittle old leaves.
I used to want to be a writer, I loved to write in school and always got A's on my stories.
Turn's out, Bio-mom IS a writer, and according to her, there were lots of writers in the family too.
Still...I am all out of words. I reach for something, anything to write about, and usually it's something that bugs me, or I find truly stupid or whatever, and the world doesn't need more of that, does it?
My humor is NOT anything close to being PC, so that's pretty much out, unless I want to get flamed by a bunch of Left-wing Retards! LOL (I did warn you)
So Bunny, this one's for you! See! The world will LIVE better if I don't blog.
You'll still be my friend because I am the pepper to your SALT baby!
So stick that in your shaker! LOL
(The washing machines have nothing to do with anything, but every Blog needs pix...lol)
