Writer's Block

I've got a severe case of it. I find myself with absolutely nothing to say, and that really sucks. I know there's stuff in there, I just can't seem to find a way to get at it and get it down on 'paper.' One of the lovely little nuances of living with ADD, I suppose. So is writing about not having anything to write about count?

I could write about Bush's inauguration, but that's no fun. We all know he sucks, but we're stuck with him, like it or not. There was a lot of protesting going on today in Portland. Whenever people of this nice city decide to protest, they protest 'nicely' for the most part, but they seem hell bent each and every time on causing the most disruption possible to the people who have nothing to do with any of this!! They block traffic, they block bridges, during rush hour!! Why are they trying to ruin my day by causing me to drive a million miles out of my fucking way to get home, what did I ever do to them? I fucking voted for Kerry goddammit! I totally respect their right to protest, I just don't get why blocking me from getting home somehow makes them feel better about themselves and the country's political conundrum.


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I could write about how I've been coughing my fucking brains out for days now, and it's driving me nukking futz. I went to the doctor's on Monday and thank God the woman felt sorry for me and gave me some cough medicine with Codeine in it. She's my new best friend :o) That stuff is awesome! Of course I have the same pinkeye thing as JP and it's utterly miserable. I can't wear eye makeup, can't put in the contact lens for that eye and it hurts every time I blink. Whoever invented this colorful little affliction should be castrated (yes, it had to be a man ;o)).

I could write about how nervous I am about Sunday's NFC championship game. Eagles versus the Falcons. We've beat them before, we played very well last week against the Vikings (fuck you Randy Moss!), and we're more determined than ever to get over this hump, as we've made it to this game the past three years and lost each time - to the Rams, to the Bucs, and last year to the freaking Panthers. This is it. If we don't win this time and finally get to the Super Bowl...... it's not gonna be fun in Philly, and I'll be glad I'm here. Of course if we win..... damn I wish I could be there for that. Our city is very passionate about our sports teams, mostly the Eagles. We deserve it, we've waited a long long extra long time. We're right up there with Boston in knowing all about huge disappointment.

But I won't. Instead I'll just whine about how I have nothing to write about :o)