I was so smart on Sunday. I got four blog posts done and scheduled for the week so I could give myself a bit of a blogging break. Except now we've reached Thursday and I've run out of scheduled posts. So this is me in real time wondering what the hell to write about.
I could tell you about the fun to be had in Plurkland but most of you know about that already.
I could tell you about the toad I found in my kitchen and the slug I stood on (barefoot) when I took it outside. But that's just way too ewww.
I could tell you that Brodie headbutted me in the face yesterday and nearly broke my glasses.
I could tell that I had my first weigh-in at Weightwatchers and I've lost 1.5lbs this week. But there's still 14lbs to go.
I could tell you ....no, I can't tell you about that.
I could tell you...oh wait, no, I can't tell you about that either.
So, all in all, not a lot to tell you really.
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