Okay, so here's the thing. Someone stole my computer! No, that's not it. Someone stole my body! Well, no, just the one I asked for right before the stork dropped me off. Someone stole my MOTIVATION! THAT'S IT!

And also, someone tried to steal Brad's car stereo. They didn't actually steal the stereo so much as they just broke his window for fun and then ran away, no car stereo in hand. The good news: Brad still has a car stereo. The bad news: WHO IS GOING TO PAY FOR THE BROKEN WINDOW? That, my friends, would be Brad and I. Brad and me. Myself and Bradley. Whatever. To whom it may concern: I am done being an adult. DONE. Take me back to the days of living off the rents and bitching about curfew. PLEASE. (I never actually had a curfew, I don't think, but then again, I was basically an angel in high school, save for my rebellious attitude and the classes I skipped. But while others were skipping class to kill their brain cells by sniffing White Out behind the gym, I was skipping classes to ... hell, I can't remember what I'm talking about anymore.)

So, you know that thing wherein I have not posted in, oh, about a week or so? Well, here's the deal. I would like to be the kind of person who posts every day. I really, really would. I would also like to be the kind of person who doesn't have to work nine to five for a living, but, alas, that is my circumstance right now. I am going to try really, really hard to be more consistent with my website writing (that's for my sister Sarah, who accused me of being "inconsistent" with my "writing" "recently" - who, me? Inconsistent? No. Surely not.) for the month of February, and beyond. However, I don't expect you to believe me. That's why I've gone and figured out a solution for those of you who visit this website and curse my name each day when you see the same lame title right there on the top.

What is that solution, you ask? Well, I'll tell you. First of all, I plan to write a lot of posts wherein I use words like "wherein" frequently, as well confusing questions posed as though you, the reader, are talking to your computer monitor out loud, and I am reading your mind, like: "what is she talking about, you ask?" followed by snappy answers like "well, I shall tell you", all purely designed to take up space as though I've actually written a whole paragraph full of content. BUT ALSO, Solution #2: I've gone and started a notify list. A list that you sign up to, and then I send you cute emails when I update my site. So, yes, you may be getting emails every day, or every other day, or every third week when I finally update my site. Some people entice their notify lists with promises of "juicy tidbits" about their lives that would never make it all the way to the internets, but I'm not sure I have any Juicy Tidbits (that is totally what I would name a brand of cat food, by the way, if I ever had a chance to name one) to share. I will, however, promise to share Juicy Tidbits about other people's lives. Sound like a deal?

So, long run-on paragraph short, here's what you need to do: Scroll all the way down to the bottom of this page (keep going, keep going... I tried to install this on my sidebar but the fracking box was too big) and you'll see the cute little box to type in your cute little email. Press "join!" Then wait for the non-funny email that tries to be funny from NotifyList.com, and confirm your subscription. And that's it! You will be one of the few, the proud... the NOTIFIED.

Or you can just keep visiting my site and cursing my name. But here's what I highly recommend:

Get Notified.

Juicy Tidbits.

Get Notified.

I'll be your BFF. (Best Friend Forever, sicko.)

GET NOTIFIED!

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