The Post Where I Cop Out. . .
― I have so many ideas for posts at the moment, but not the energy to actually formulate them in to some form of witty repertoire. And I don't want to waste a topic when I'm not feeling capable of doing it justice. Wow, listen to me, I sound like I am to blogging what Jackie Collins is to the sex-oozing bonkbuster. Maybe I am. (Kidding.) ∙ So I'm going to cop out with a bullet point type post for now, and you'll get a better one in the next day or two. PROMISE. ∙ *Last night I went [...].
