I'm back on the blog steeze. Blame twitter. No need to tell you what happened in the void of non-bloggage. It isn't important, obviously considering nothing that happened recently has warranted a blogging. I figured I should start this thing up again, maybe someone will see how HIGH-LARIOUS I am and give me one of things I've heard so much about.... I think they're called jobs, or hobs... yobs?

Went to a wedding recently. Pretty tight. Hard to score with the single ladies when all of the groomsman are army dudes wearing uniforms w/medals. Makes it impossible for an unemployed writer to compete against someone who's probably killed a couple dozen people for America. Still good times.

I've gotta focus the ol brain grapes, get things back on track writing wise. I have about six different first drafts of first acts for three different projects. Gross. I'm going to start setting an alarm in the morning, rejuvenate the circadian rhythm. Three tough words to spell.