That's right. I still exist in the blog world.
Last winter, I posted something along the lines of "Just walked twenty miles with bare and bloody feet, uphill both ways, and still don't have a job. But don't worry, DC- I'm back". And then I stopped blogging for a year.
There are many good reasons for why I spent a year convincing myself that I do not have time to blog- but let's face it: I have time to blog.
Except right now I'm sitting in my office (it's 1:30 on a Saturday), eating Raisin Bran and Sour Patch Kids, (because I missed breakfast and lunch. And I think we all know what I'll be eating for dinner...) and if I don't finish my work by tonight's deadline, it's going to be a very long night. So I don't have time right now.
To my three marvelous readers, rest assured that I will make time this week to write. I need to get stories out of my system, and you need to to hear about how I almost got locked in an abandoned building, ran another marathon, was nearly kidnapped/taken to chil-fil-a by a creepy van-man, survived yet another hurricane, was pursued on bike by a man who wanted directions/a lot more than directions, and ate an entire jar of Biscoff spread in two days. It's been an exciting 10 months.
