overthinking

Hi there Overthinking. My blog.

Wow, this is awkward.

Been a while since I last saw you. How’ve you been? You look good. 

Really. I mean, you are one good-looking blog. Why did we stop hanging out all the time?

…Right. Oh, yeah, right. I started writing on those “other” blogs. ,,,And that new writing job. Right. Yeah, I remember. 

Ok Ok! I said I remember!

Well, anyway, I was thinking maybe if you had some free time…and you still wanted to…we could work together a little bit. Like old times. I mean, I’m not writing for one of those other blogs anymore. So…

Long-deserved explanation.

So I mentioned my new job, where I actually get paid to write, and put a headline with an ultra-corny pun in the title, and then I just left. For six months.

No good excuse for that. Life, you know? Just…writing for money (banks and bank stuff, which isn’t super exciting, but is a kind of unusual challenge, and I’ve had to learn quite a bit, and practice my selling-things-that-don’t-sell-themselves skills, which is a valuable skill), blogging for tea (writing ABOUT tea FOR a blog, to be more clear; which is also something I have to practice more when people actually pay me. Seems they expect clarity), writing snarky blogs about movies for a local website full of supercool hipsters (still waiting to be exposed as the high school nerd I still am deep down, but starting to think that the hipsters of today were ALL that kid).

And on top of all that staring-at-a-computer-trying-to-write time, I have also tried to take my dogs to the park, ride my bike, work out once in a while, go to a party here and there. You know, have a life.

So sorry if I’ve been a bit neglectful. Just left you with a stupid pun at the top of your screen to alienate everyone, and turn you into one of those outdated blogs that talk about whether Paris and Nicole could work out their friendship or why Britney and K-Fed are/aren’t the perfect couple.

My bad.

But like I said, I have a little bit more free time, and I always enjoyed writing here. And Lord knows there’s new things to talk about:

The world is in economic crisis, vampires are the new zombies, Dr Horrible broke the internet, and of course, this amazing nation opted for hope and elected an African American president that promises to change the way we think about politics. 

So change is in the air.

Talk more soon, mkay?

Oh, and I forgot to mention that Bret Michaels is touring with a gaggle of bizarro stripper-skanks still trying to find “true love” (he sent one girl home last week cause she was celibate). So much to talk about!