Failure

I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me, but for the fourth time in three weeks I’ve written a post, read it over, and scrapped the whole thing because it sucks. I suck. Not a good day. Or series of days.

Even though I just went through yet another romantic disappointment in my life, I'm still thinking about you, the reader. I’m trying. I didn’t want you to think that I’ve abandoned you, that I’m not trying, that I’m actually working at work. No, I assure you that I’m working to get you your regular fix of curse words and failures, but I have apparently completely lost my touch. If it’s any consolation, this bothers me much more than it bothers you. I promise.

So let me get back to being completely fucking miserable and I’ll see if I can come up with anything "good". Wish me luck.