shameless

i think i'm gonna have some post themes. this one, shameless, is self explanatory. i regularly do things that are just embarrassing, and yet typical of me. so here's shameless post #1:


i'm eating 2 cheese pupusas, while reading Women's Health Magazine, in bed, at 12:51 a.m.

number of bridesmaid dresses i have to look hot in this year: 2
number of times i've been to the gym this year: 0

maybe i should just subscribe to this blog.

this blog is bound to fail

i'm just being honest. this is my first post on my first blog, but i'm afraid this little blog is already destined to die. this blog is started by someone who is in the middle of (approximately) 6 separate journals, 5 novels, 3 non-fiction books, 50+ cases, 2 email drafts, 2 thank you cards, 1 gym membership, 1 quilt, 3 bags (i sew), 3 guys, and 7 bottles of water. none of which have come to any definative conclusion or consistency.

yes, i have a slight commitment issue. i've just been so uninspired lately, and yet, i feel the need to let a lot of stuff out. so, i just grab what/who-ever is available at the moment and puke my feelings out all over it. oh, and i'm not a very poetic journal-writer either, as you can see.

so.... here i go, starting another self-absorbed attempt at catharsis. this is my first "public" (i put "public" in quotes here because, of course, no one is interested in anything inside my head, so my thoughts won't actually be readable by anyone other than me) attempt however. this public element is but another factor that will lead to this blog's inevitable demise. sorry man.

i will do my best to keep this baby alive though, i promise, if for no other reason than to not fail at one more commitment.

and with that, i introduce you (me, really) to me, a tough little avocado.