Pintrest. Good God.

So…. Pintrest is wildly addictive.

I should know. I’m addicted.

It probably explains why I haven’t posted since 7/10 which is… Good God, two weeks ago. Wow.┬áBesides writing, I’ve been pouring over pictures of dream kitchens and wedding dresses and funny sayings about how I like to say ‘fuck’ alot. This is what life has become.

I use to say I’d never get on there. Not to anyone in particular, but to myself. I don’t have enough time to sort through pictures of pretty things or ideas for future events because all free time is writing time. Which it is. Unless I’m at work, like I am now, and need a break from staring at numbers. So I switch to pretty pictures and fall into the abyss of endless images. THERE IS NO END.

If you want to check out what I’ve been up to, you can find my new obsessive disorder here.

You’re starting your own boards now, aren’t you? Or adding to your own.

Yeah. You’re welcome.