weaksauce is better than no sauce right?
this year is 12 days old. I've still not resolution-ed, or even found a class to take. I've been stalled and sick and silly. I'm frozen in a fat little heap of indecision and want. my car is working fine but I still don't go out. my eye has had a twitch for 2 solid days and I feel like it may be a metaphor for this coming prime number year for me. I'm flailing but not that hard. huh. this really should go in my blog but it's been idle so long I'm scared I'll wake it up.
WAKE UP ASSHOLE. YOUR LIFE AIN'T GONNA WAIT FOR YOU LIKE A TAXI. GET GOING.
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YAY!!! You're back!!
Baby steps my friend, baby steps!
Take it one stitch at a time and 'afore you know it you'll have an afghan (metaphor!). Do moar art. With people. Find an awesome podcast and fill your ears with learnings or silliness. Clean out my craft room. Wait- I gotta do that. Damn. But you will get back at it! I know it.
LOVE MAH LADIES. LOVE YOU SO HARD.
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