Why don’t you release me?
- Duffy
UPDATED - Music is embedded, y'all. I love the Internet.


Dear Writer’s Block,

Ok, so we’ve had a good run of it, but I’m tired now. I’ve got people on me to update this thing so you and I are going to have to break up. I know it’s tough, but I’m sure we’ll get back together eventually. In the meantime, there are approximately a gazillion other bloggers out there that you can keep company. (Side note, apparently “gazillion” is actually a word, I didn’t get the red squiggly line underneath it).

Sincerely,
Amy

So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it
- Danity Kane


It’s not like there isn’t stuff to say, it’s just that many of you live this stuff with me on a regular basis and have been around for the car trouble and the car trouble followed by the car trouble. So I figure that horse is completely dead by now. And really, there isn’t a whole lot else to discuss. I’ve become incredibly boring. (I know, some of you are saying “become? Try always was”).

Have you ever gotten to the point when you run into someone you haven’t seen in a while you sort of feel that tiniest twinge of dread for the “So how’s it going” questions? This is a relatively new phenomenon for me. Probably because part of me wants to say, “How’s it going? HOW’S IT GOING? IT SUCKS, THAT’S HOW IT’S GOING.” But of course being a) a girl and b) a Southerner, only niceties are acceptable answers.

So it’s going. And those of you that I owe emails and phone calls to, I’m truly sorry. I’m working on it. Happy Summer!

-ames

PS - Duffy is awesome. And yes, I love "Damaged" by Danity Kane. Hate away!