Sigh

I’ve decided that watching K-State basketball is too depressing to do anymore. That’s why I have scraped myself off the couch in front of the TV only to settle down over here and blog.

But I don’t want to discuss that right now. Let’s move forward.

I have a serious cold. Seriously. I can’t breath through my nose, and it’s really annoying. But hey, the snow is starting to melt outside and it has stopped snowing in here as well. So hopefully this cold will leave with it. I have a sore throat too…

But I don’t want to discuss that right now. Let’s move forward.

I got seven comments in about a day on my previous blog. Which makes me sad. Why? Because apparently it really is true that other people’s respective writing styles are better than mine.

But I don’t want to discuss that right now. Let’s move forward.

So what are we moving forward to? I could sit here and talk about Ash Wednesday or the Chinese New Year or something, but I don’t think I will. No. Instead I shall talk about Maria Sharapova. Ok, just kidding.

But then that leaves me with an issue: what do I talk about? I’m having a really hard time tonight. Honestly, nothing is coming to me. Nothing at all. Last night I had a really funny post, tonight I have a post that doesn’t even deserve postation (my new word). So I suppose I’ll stop now. I’m sorry, really. I’ll just give you one piece of advice before I go. It’s always darkest before dawn, so if you’re going to steal your neighbor’s newspaper, that’s the time to do it.