The Most Pointless Of All

So, I've been trying to think of something to blog about for days now. Nothing new or exciting really came to mind. Sad. I love to blog. I love to use it as my creative outlet. The squirrel is back. Old news. I'm still single. Old news. My kids are random and energetic. Old news. It's all the same pretty much. Then, today, I had something to blog about! I was at my parents, and thought of something that would be perfect!! Did I write my idea down? No. Do I remember what the heck it was? Not a chance!! It could be about interesting-nesses that have been taking place in my world. What those would be, I'm yet to know. It could have been about the primary election tomorrow, but I doubt it. Could it have been about some drama playing out around me. . . possibly. We'll just never know. So I'll just blog about other random things that come to mind.

As you read earlier, my squirrel is back. Skittering around in my walls. I keep meaning to borrow my brother's airsoft gun, but always remember AFTER I leave. I'm living in my own version of Caddyshack, and it's going to get ugly.

Ok. I'm too tired to focus anymore.

The.End.

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