So last week I totally racked up the awards (or, like, two, whatever), and this week I’m all DO NOT WANT TO BLOOOOOOG.
Think the two are in any way related?
Anyway, here’s your honorary blog post about how much I don’t want to blog just to break the blogging silence bloggity blog blog blog.
I’m a copyeditor. In advertising. I think I may have covertly mentioned that here before, but now I guess I’m announcing it. Anyway, today I marked to change “staycation” to “vacation” on an ad mostly because the word just plain pisses me off. Really, I don’t have this much power in the advertising world, but, let me tell ya, it felt good to circle that foolish word with my purple copyediting pen and say aloud “STUPID,” though what I wrote down next to it was something more like, “Is it REALLY a ‘staycation’ if the prize is a 3-night hotel stay in St. Louis, and the sweepstakes is open to Illinois as well as Missouri?”
I’m trying to come to terms since the disturbing comment with how much information is TOO MUCH INFORMATION to reveal on my anonymous blog, and the previous paragraph probably crosses all sorts of anonymous blogging lines, but I needed a story to tell, and I think that one pretty much damn well sums up the funk I’m in.
Easter is on Sunday. You can expect the profanity to increase at least a hundredfold next week.
I should confess here that two weeks ago I said “goddamn” TWICE in my FACEBOOK STATUS that my MOM READS. I’m getting a little better at the whole “This is me. Love me or hate me.” thing.
Now, if I could only figure out how to apply it to my marriage.
More tomorrow. This is obviously just filler.