recap of my time gone

Good morning, America! A lot has happened since my last entry upon my mostly-neglected-but- nevertheless-yearned-for blog. I have also grown so much in the maturation of my beloved toilet reading. I currently have a decent rent-paying job, am officially full-steam-ahead into my master's, hold a great writing internship, and am still in love and am loved [cue the "awww's"].

In case you missed it from the past 9 months: Jenna announced her engagement to Henry, bless Daddy Bush's heart. (No, really, Bush's heart is in the shape of an atomic bomb, but I'm trying to be nice here because he's almost out of office...no, f*** that...gas is $3.70! F*** Bush!). Beauty pageants are, indeed, still truly hated (as are dumb blondes and such as Iraq and education in South Africa). O.J. was arrested again. White people are still missing from hiking trails (and why do you think I won't even walk in a garden, let alone a woodsy trail?!). More Spears rears her ugly head, enough said. The Hollywood writers strike...f*** you, pay me. We've had iPhone, Dr. Phil, Miley Cyrus, and Wesley Snipes, all newly exposed, for lack of better word.

We've had little people, more Lindsey, rapper arrests, Idol fever, Flav craze, celebrity pregnancies (and everybody had twins), the birth of super Internet stars (and their own funky reality shows), more deaths by bodily chemical malfunctions, recession and economy woes, freaky government officials (and the call girls who love them), environmental talk, game shows revisited, fat people, 8 more Will Ferrell movies, the "other F word," rehab, the Amy Winehouse meltdown (and I do loooove her cd!), kids beating the sh** out of each other at school (and shooting it up later), and Iggy-gate. And, no, the earth is not flat, black-lady-whose-name-does-not-matter-but-not-Whoopi-from-The-View.

All of this to say, I'm back, America! Stay tuned!