Back, Back, Back Again
In the famous words of my home girl Tina Woods,
"Guess who's back and betta than eva? Those sausage wraps aren't the only thing you gon' see twice. It's ya girl T, let's go."
(for reference, you can check out the world's greatest vine here.)
That's right ya'll. Back by the popular demand of the three people who actually read this. Now, I'm beyond aware of the fact that I started a blog and let it sit, and sit....and sit. I envisioned this going down like the Titanic, but this blog is the Leo to my Kate, and I will never let go. Part of the reason why I paid less attention to my blog than I do my school supplies (which is about none, if I'm being honest), is that I just got so damn busy. Thanksgiving, Christmas, finals, and work left me running around on my grind. DJ Khaled would be proud, because I'm pretty sure "they" didn't want me to lose sleep, sanity, and a social life. Joke's on "them", because I did all of the above. #MicDrop.
The other reason I fell off the blog wagon is, when I finally decided to hop back on, I found that my freakin' domain expired. Now, the regular functioning adult solution to this problem would have been to renew it, but ya'll that ain't me. Ya girl is broke. If a meme was my spirit animal it'd be this one...
Thankfully I have friends in high places, or podcasts I guess.
For those of you who don't know about it, there's a local Valley podcast entitled "Small Town News Podcast" run by Gil Rebollar, crafty father extraordinaire, and Disney secret skeptic. Usually, it's for actual news. Most of the guests on it are politicians, public figures with actual influence, and people who have something substantial to say. EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, yours truly gets on and blabbers about shit that don't matter. Why? Because I like the sound of my voice, and I CAN. SHAMELESS PLUG. You can find my first and second interviews with Gil here and here.
Gil, in his benevolent ways, apparently is down for the cause that is my blog, so much so that he responded to my sad-and mostly-sarcastic tweet for somebody to pay for my domain to be renewed for the month. In all honesty, it wasn't serious, but Gil came through in the clutch and paid for my domain to get back up for the month. *Snaps for Gil*.
So what's the gag? The gag is, that now that I'm back I won't be leaving you. I've got a new big girl job as a receptionist/secretary, and nothing else in my life now matters but work and this blog-and the mermaid blanket that I got for Christmas.