The Devil

...is in the details.

I know my current project is heavy on the ick factor, and yes, I suppose I should warn that future excerpts get much worse. I'll try to let a few humorous injections salve the dark side, just so you don't get sick of me. In other words, I'm sorry for not rolling out the warning carpet before you walked down the isle.

Take 2?

Attitude is everything. 

Everything happens for a reason.

There are no coincidences in life. 

When Opportunity knocks, She doesn't care if your house is messy, if your dishes are undone, or if your laundry is in a crumpled heap on top of your (unmade) bed. She expects you to answer, invite Her in, and  make Her feel welcome. You can choose to not answer for fear of judgement, or answer in spite of your shortcomings. If you ignore Her too many times, She'll stop knocking. 

That'd suck.

I'm trying to answer in spite of myself. 

Yesterday:

Today:

I'm folding laundry, by the way. 

Wow.

I pretty much suck, right?

I've been ignoring all of you like we've been playing freeze tag and I left you out on the lawn to play with those little gnome statues or something.

Sorry about that.

Let's just say life gets in the way sometimes. I hurt, I avoid writing. I keep hearing this is a good place to vent the frustrations that sometimes come with being me(esh), but for some (I have yet to label) reason, that's just not me. Call me stingy.

I need to rent some movies or something so I feel the urge to write. Until then, you can hang out with these guys.