Saturday, November 2, 2013

i can't think of anything to talk about.

I have a post but it's stupid so i deleted it.

I feel blunted and stupid and boring. Only what's interesting is i am not bored at all. I just feel like i have nothing to talk about. Even Dear Abby must have heard i was going after her job and she started kicking it in with better readers AND advice. So i can't even go after her.

I think i have Writer's Block. Or i am losing my ability to have opinions. Which is most scary to me. I don't even have anything to rant about.

I feel neutral and content. Yikes.

I don't like it.


jojo cucina cucina said...

Amulbunny...where did you go?

jojo cucina cucina said...

The reason i ask is i don't see your avatar that i clicked on to get to your blog site.

Anonymous said...

just give it a day or so and you'll get your blogging mojo back, jojo! :)


jojo cucina cucina said...

Thank you Barbara. I've not felt well last week. One of those kind of colds that is not bad enough to stay home from work because that would make me a wimp....but not good enough to want to really DO anything. Plus i've not been watching the news, i am so tired of the shootings and the Obama bashing and the election commercials about genetically engineered food (I'm voting yes to label genetically engineered food, but the NO people have LOTS of money and run their ads ad nauseam. Maybe that's why it's called 'ad nauseam'...did i spell that correctly? Who cares.

Dear Abby did have a funny letter a couple of days ago. Here it is: DEAR ABBY: I'm in fifth grade, and I have noticed that teachers pick favorites. I'd like to know if or how I could be one. -- NERVOUS STUDENT IN CALIFORNIA

jojo cucina cucina said...

As usual, Abby's answers aren't important. I also liked the one about the first time grandma who wanted to fly 1000 miles to her son's house one week before the baby was due and stay for 5 more weeks. hahaha... she could not understand why her son told her no.

JJ said...

That's it - I'm trying to describe my "not feeling good" and it's just worn out with a cough and phlegmy stuff. I go to school and am tired by 1:00 which of course is when the first and second grade classes are. Then I feel like crap because I am not a nice teacher with them.

Ha - just wait til you feel better - then you'll feel discontent again :)