What the feck!

So, I've been hearing a lot about this thing called a "web log" and I thought, "Huh! That sounds kinda neat, I should get myself one of them there things. It's all the rage with The Kids." So I hopped on the ol' information superhighway to do some research, and... Eh? I already HAVE one of these newfangled blog thingies? That I haven't touched in more than a calendar year?

Whoooooooops.

Yeaahhhh, I guess that's what happens when you get a job you actually enjoy instead of one you're willing to risk losing on account of Zappos, Amazon and Blogger. And then you spend all your spare time making kissy faces at your boyfriend. (Gross.)

But I'm back! I've really missed blogging. Or really doing anything besides working, eating, sleeping, drinking wine in my sweatpants and making kissy faces. Reading one of Mike's stepmom's books made me all introspective-like and caused me to realize I've totally abandoned writing, which is one of my primary joys in life. So I was inspired to sign up for a memoir-writing workshop at SMC to make me actually do it. (Do it meaning write... not, you know, "it.") I figure blogging again will be a good warm-up.

Although I feel pretty douchey signing up for a memoir-writing class. Like, I think my life is so interesting I should be writing memoirs? And how many other 27-year-olds are focusing on their memoirs? I mean, I guess it's been a couple years since I've puked from too much Smirnoff Ice, so I probably do have some deep and abiding wisdom I should share with the world.