Writer's Block. It's Like Being Pummeled to Death With Tangerines.
I haven't posted. Probably some of you haven't noticed but some of you have. I have noticed. Admittedly, I just moved and I spent the week unpacking boxes feeling like the first time I had an iced capp from Tim Horton's when I was 15. Which is to say: BOUNCING THROUGH THE CEILING. I've also stopped leaving the apartment except for situations where I run out of food or am bribed. Because my apartment is AMAZING. I was told that apartment infatuation will wear off after 3 weeks and I will want to see people again. I hope so. I hope wanting to write my blog comes back at the same time.
I don't know quite what I was thinking when I drew this picture. I think I was thinking that I wanted it to look like I am looking upwards and trying to think of good blog posts but probably I am actually looking around the apartment and thinking "Damn, this is amazing".
There are tons of funny stories to tell you guys. I'm gonna try to write them. I swear.