I haven't visited this page since November! It's funny how real life gets in the way of anything that you actually enjoy. Can you believe that we sit at computers for 8 hours a day and never have time to look up something we love? I can. Particularly since my cube lives within proximity of the AVP that I support.

Additionally Sylvia spawned 12 rat babies, of which I kept 8 and pawned the rest off on my unsuspecting fiance. Within a few months I found two kittens someone had dumped at the quarry and brought them home. Their shit box is my least favorite addition to my lovely home.

They pounce on my face when I sleep. When they're not pouncing, they're licking, scratching, sucking, and pawing my eyes, nose and mouth. Adorable.

I attribute my utter lack of creativity to: my needy best friend's break up with her long term boyfriend, my pending engagement, my needy best friend's clandestine relationship with my fiance's best friend, my promotion, the three departments that I support at work, the kittens, my rats, the meds my doctor can't straighten out, and an overall lethargy towards anything at all, really.

Let's talk about artists' burn out. Let's talk about writers' block. Let's talk about full time jobs and college degrees that you aren't utilizing and four years of killing yourself for it, and those straight A's and that 4.0 GPA and graduating with the highest Latin honors, and then working as a Sr. Administrative Secretary, supporting the Associate Vice President of Financial Settlement Services, Nationwide Insurance. Let's talk about what the fuck happened?