I messed up, ok? I fucked around, got involved in some covert, Viet-ching chang-cong bullshit which in my minds eye is the equivalent of job hunting. "My B." In the time I've been gone, pop songs have jumped off, road trips have taken place, and full out jack moves have gone into full effect, but you prolly don't care none too much 'bout that, right? All you're concerned with is the content that was, and the content that was not, and how we can get back to the good old days. Well let's try to work something out.
I'm not promising anything- because i'll inevitably get busy and jump ship, and then you'll start with the "why big don't call me no more" references and things will get awkward AGAIN. So lets say this for starters. I'm sorry, but I'll try to take this back to the "weekend" roots it once had, so you can get yr info, yr jollies, and yr freshly squozen piece of whatever makes this blog interesting. If it was ever even remotely interesting. I'm gonna try to recommit.
and why say anything if someone has already said it better:
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4 comments:
Don't sweat it, we all suck at blogging nowadays
good to see you're still alive, though
back at you handsome! do you have like a birthday coming up or something?!?
nope, just a wedding! where's your RSVP card at? Lauren is so happy when she gets those little pink cards in the mail...
Enough metaposts about not posting
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