to explain why i haven't been posting is the ultimate blog faux pas. truth is, i have been blogging in letters every night. i'm sitting here with another one in front of me, ready to send it off. i'm debating putting sticks of gum in it just for kicks. i'm sure that out in the woods you get that not-so-fresh feeling and fresh breath may perk you up. maybe i'll do that before i seal it up.

in other news: Bossman is a hypocritical bastard. playing the Children Card is so low. it trumps everything else because you know that no one is going to go "oh, yeah? well i don't give a damn about your children!" no one says that in retaliation and the people who play the Children Card know this.

copouts. blah.

i'm going home this weekend to help my baby sister get ready for prom. and, if she wants me to, i will throw on an old prom dress and go clubbing with her afterwards. here in the twilight of my 23rd year, it might be nice to pretend to be 18 again.