Because of "I'm busy" and STUDYING THEY FACE OFF and etc.
But the real truth is that I've been flailing about all nimbly bimbly from tree to tree (who's with me on this one, yes?) trying to land on something to post about.
Because usually my muse is Bitchy Finny. I have a whole label for it after all. And, if memory serves, it has the most posts of any label...well close, anyway.
But yeah - what happens when the muse is not bitchy?
People, I'm not that bitchy right now.
Actually, y'all - I'm kinda totally happy.
This is, I think, one of those times that I'll look back on in the future and be all, "Dude. That was the good times. Good thing you totally rolled around in it while you had the chance. Way to go."
Which, I think we'll all agree, is rad.
But then - what about that it's totally killing my muse.
Because you guys don't want to hear about how "OH THIS IS SO FUN WORKING IN A GREENHOUSE" and Oh yay I love school so much and whatever. That shit annoys people.
It annoys me, anyway.
No - what we want to hear - what I want to hear - is the crazy wrong shit. That's the stuff that entertains me.
Plus, it makes me feel normal and I like to feel normal, because 100% of the time I feel like The Weird Girl and being able to read someone else's blog post about how their life did something crazy and then they lived through it in an entertaining way - that's good shit.
And that's what I've always turned to in the time of "Hey, I'm going to post to the blog.", in case you haven't noticed.
But I don't have that right now. Because nothing's that crazy wrong right now and I don't have a way to dramatize the wrongness of it because obviously so all that I'm left with is...
No one to blame or bitch about or draw dramatic emphasis from - things are good.
I effing love school - it's amazing. I loveLOVElove my student assistant job growing hydroponic food crops and a hopyard. I even love the every day torture of small business starting. And I know it won't go on forever so I'm totally trying to live it up before reality swoops in and is all, "Come back to me, Finny. We have things to discuss."
That's for later. For now - I'm annoyingly ridiculously right now happy and I just hope that you guys don't start to hate me when my bitchy posts have a few shiny happy ones in between.
STILL LOVE ME, OK?! That's what I want.
Also - look at my crops.
|Cascade hops in the home hopyard - they're really putting out. So, we're obviously going to call the beer brewed from these hops, Slutty IPA. OBVIOUSLY.|
|This is my hopyard at school. It's not putting out yet because it doesn't want to be the school slut.|
|These are my newest babies - pak choi - and they'll probably get bullied at school because they are the weeniest.|
|Um...I've run out of schoolyard scenarios. This is basil.|