I do. Truly. Again and I again I try and I try to make sure I update my blog.

Unfortunately all I can really think about is the fact that probably no one gives a fuck or reads this anymore. And I’ve gone so long without it that I suddenly don’t enjoy the cathartic feeling it used to have.

On the same note I’ve purchased a nice corner desk, I have my lamp and I my paint supplies all set up so I really don’t have any reason not to update this except my own resignation.

It’s hard to start something once you’ve stopped for as many years as me. Remember when I first started talking about dating M? Well we’ve been together 10 years as of Dec 31. TEN FUCKING YEARS.

I turned 34 this year. Thirty fucking four. Thank god I haven’t had any children or I might feel that a number a lot more than I currently do. Not that I’m anti children, I’m just anti ME having children.

Since I’ve gotten my desk all set up and my computer set up on said desk I’m truly hoping I can make a point of updating at least a couple days a week. It’s good for me, and I truly want to keep track of my life. I feel like I’ve gone a good job until recently (read: two years ago), so I hope maybe I can keep this ships afloat.

Until next time,

xoxoxox
amb