so i was thinking...
(yes i know that can be dangerous.)

i need a hobby. well another hobby. because really, i have hobbies now. if by hobbies, we are talking blow jobs and superheroes. but i was thinking, more creative, less explosive.

i used to write when i felt all 'tortured and misunderstood'. and it was natural. the results left a little to be desired, but still, i could string words together to make sentences. and now, i have to write things down in broken gibberish just to remember socks first, shoes second. nothing makes sense. im lucky if i finish an entire sentence that conveys an actual message. even he has said 'sometimes i just read your emails and scratch my head, thinking "what in the hell is she talking about"?'. see, people, this is what im talking about.

so as like many things, my hobbies change with the seasons. everything is a variable depending on mood, temperment, yada yada yada. i need something that doesnt alter. help me here kids. i need something that will continually hold my interest for a whole 10 minutes or more. you know, like blow jobs.