Self Roast…as opposed to pot…roast

So. Here we sit. 2019. Yep. Not even New Years Day. Nope at this point there’s less than 11 months left. Yep. When was the last time I blahblahblogged. July? Hammered out three posts and…WELL PEOPLE this is a prime example of someone NOT DOING THEIR FUCKING JOB! and that someone is me. So.

It’s time I ammend this lackluster siteeation. Plus, I’m sitting in the middle of a messy office procrastinating doing my taxes. Which of course is the perfect opportunity to write a blog post, which I apparently haven’t payed any attention to in over six months. Yep, now is the perfect time. See, I fall victim to my own three ring circus just like the next person.

NOW ENTERING THE CENTER RING IS THE PRACTITIONER OF PROCRASTINATION! THE MAGICIAN OF MANANA! THE FABULOUS FINDER OF FIVE MORE MINUTES! FEAST YOUR EYES LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! HE’LL BE HERE IN JUST A MINUTE!

I suppose I can’t be to hard on myself. After all it’s not like I wasn’t doing anything. You see I’ve been busy….Doing My Fucking Job!….just not this job. However, this needs to change. Why? You ask….I thought we already covered that. Keep up please.

So in this new odd year we shall see how many of you, including me, yep you guessed it…Do Your Fucking Job!

Gotta go!

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