As much as it probably seems like it, I haven't forgotten about this blog. I super pinky swear that I haven't - it's just that as much as I want to run home and blog every night I usually find myself falling into bed and sleeping instead. But I'm redeeming myself a little bit now, right? I mean, so what that I haven't written anything since September. And that since then two whole
seasons have almost passed. I say "almost" because what is February really? I guess it's still winter, judging by the
snowpocalypse that Michigan just received. Four foot high drifts are definitely winter in all it's glory. But here, in sunny California, it's like spring. The other day it was down right hot and I could have sworn that I slipped into a coma and woke up in June. I would hardly call that winter, but the calendar doth protest, and so I just enjoy it and don't complain.
There are many exciting things in my life, but those revelations will have to wait for another time. I need to leave you a reason to return.
Also, I think someone needs to look into the real possibility that some restaurants lace their food with addictive substances. I mean, take Chipotle for example: I crave very few things in life like I crave Chipotle burritos. And their guacamole? Insanely delicious. I've become a Chipotle tweaker. Seriously, there's a conspiracy going on here and I'm going to get to the bottom of it. I bet I can find it in the bottom of a Chipotle burrito.
