I’ve been bad about blogging lately. Sometimes I have an idea for a post, but I have such great expectations for it that I can never really make it look the way I want it to look. So it just sits in my drafts file. Sulking.
Also, my days are pretty normal. I wish I could come and write, “You’ll never believe the traffic I had while riding my triceratops home. Can you believe some people still drive SUVs?”
Or, “I saw a homeless zebra today.”
At least I’ll always have my goat story. If I ever find a zebra in my backyard though, I will flip my shit.