Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Who greased the saddle?

I’ve been a bad blogger for some time. I did blog fade and some people went so far as to chastise me about it, and encourage me to get back to blogging. Here I go once again.

Here’s the deal. I’ve been really busy at work lately. So busy, that I have been going into work on the weekends to continue of some of the projects that I’ve been involved in. So after working at Safeway for 4-8 hours, depending on the day, I would go into the main job work on other stuff as well. That’s one of the main reasons why I haven’t been blogging.

There have been many events that have happened in the world that I could have blogged about, and yet I have remained silent.

The other problem is motivation. Sure, I start to blog, but then I find many of the post are not completed. I loose my train of though because of other things, such as work.

Actually, I find it sad that I’ve seemed to lost my passion to blog. I still fight to get that passion back, but I find it difficult. Again, it’s the lack of time.

About a month ago, a Canadian lottery jackpot was $50 Million dollars, and needless to say, I never won it, but even now I feel, that the jackpot was suppose to be MINE. I was supposed to win that money, so then I could quit my job and start enjoying life, and blogging about it. PPPFFFTTT that money was suppose to me MINE.

I think I’m just trying to find my lost blogging voice, and it’s going to take a little while before I do that, so please be patient as I struggle through future posts about things like the Wendy’s Frosty, or my perverted though.

To be honest, I don’t really have the desire to blog about naughty stuff, and my view on naughty stuff. Who know’s. Maybe I can make the Frosty interesting.

My 2 Bytes

1 comment:

J said...

I'm having the exact same problem. And when I do think of something to blog about I feel incredibly censored. Thanks to my site tracker I know I have several fans from my town so I no longer feel comfortable writing about real people. Which leaves little else.