There are times my friends, when all the words I can put on the page are venom. this happens way more often than I would like to admit lately. So, in cases like this, I tend to sit here, with a mostly blank page in front of me, telling myself "well, I can't write about that" and trying to think of jokes about zombie groundhogs instead.
There are only so many jokes you can make about them.
In these pages, I have very much taken the philosophy of "if you can't say something nice, don't say anything, you moron."
That last bit tends to come screaming from the smarter part of my Id.
And so, here I sit with a blank page and a unposted blog, trying to think happy thoughts... I actually have a lot to say, (after all, Mobicon was this weekend, and I started the new job monday) but not a nice way in which to say it.
I'm turning into a bitter old kahunah.