I have been writing blog posts though... by hand in a note book where, sadly, noone can see them.
I will try and start transferring them to the blog in the next few weeks.
Stay tuned!
This is where I will document challenges that I am facing this year... and every year.
I have to admit, I felt a little sad because other than Sam and Patrick, nobody got me a present. I guess I'm not that close with them, so that makes sense. But I still felt a little sad.And then it was my turn. I gave Boba a little plastic tube of soap bubbles because it seemed to fit his personality. I guess I was right"Too much" was all he said.Next was Alice. I gave her a book by Anne Rice because she is always talking about her. And she looked at me like she couldn't believe I knew she loved Anne Rice. I guess she didn't know how much she talked. Or how much I listened. But she thanked me all the same. Next came Mary Elizabeth. I gave her forty dollars inside a card. The card said something pretty simple "To be spent on printing Punk Rocky in colour next time."And she looked at me funny. Then, they all started to look at me funny except Sam and Patrick. I think they started feeling bad because they didn't get me anything. But I don't think they should have because I don't think that's the point really. p72