I'm so bad at blogging, seriously. It's getting kind of pathetic.
So I've just been looking into the screen on my laptop, begging my fingers to type something and yet they've only pounded out many typos and a few trite sentences on Stephalumpaguseses' new chacos, the fact that The New Kid was kind enough to take me 'running' yesterday, and that I bought some shorts yesterday at AE then quit my second job. I also tried to type out that I learned how to drive a stick shift and The New Girl whose blogging name is yet to be determined was the first person to have to drive in it with me. I killed it attempting a U-turn when I dropped her off. So it wasn't that bad. . .
but alas, I'm bad at blogging.
One day soon I'll post something worthwhile