so, i fail

Clearly I've been failing on the blogging front. I need to learn to set my priorities in order. When procrastinating, avoiding reality, shunning responsibility or any other wacky way I choose to "not deal" I should spend my time here. Writing to you. The adoring public. Which I think is just Nikol. But I know she wants to hear what I've got to say. Right, Nikol? That's right, you little legend, you.

Unfortunately, I am neither boiling over with creativity nor frustration at the moment (evidently those are the only two gears I use when not in Park. Which would be both the mode that I'm in now and the name of the Avenue I can see out my window) which means that my time would be better spent not consuming yours with all this, as the funky French say, junk.

But, as I am a fan of making lists and pretending to follow them, I'll make a to-do list of future posts.
Ahem:

1. Things I have read (but not finished) and how I feel about that.
2. Things I have viewed (likely with interruptions) and how I feel about that.
3. Things I like to eat (but don't have available to me) and how I feel about that.
4. Things that are pretty and I want (but cannot afford) and how I feel about that.
   
5. Things that are shows (and may or may not see) and how I feel about that.
6. Things that are people (whom I may or may not dig) and how I feel about that.
   
7. My inevitable spiraling toward lunacy and spinsterdom, and how I feel about that.

So this is a brief intro to the random ramblings that will surely follow.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I am going to scroll down and read Nikol's posts before she kills me.

Image courtesy of Cecilia Peréz and some ridiculous Obamalicious site.