I got the ULTIMATE compliment from a good friend today. she wrote me an email and told me she missed my blogs from myspace. Considering myspace is now a passe joke along the lines of friendster or even the word "rave" as in "I went to a 'rave' last night and I'm still trippin", I had to figure out where to post my funny-narcissistic thoughts. Because if someone tells you they like your writing, you get off your butt and start typing. Otherwise, you've wasted one of those "you really like me" moments that actually mean a shitload to anyone who receives one, whether they admit it or not.

Thing is, I'm in a relatively stable relationship. Usually, when I'm in a stable relationship, my life calms down to the point where I become kind of boring.

Another issue is that when I was blogging on myspace, I had a loathsome job. No, wait, I had a loathsome boss. She, in turn, made my job rather loathsome. Plus, my life. My life eventually became loathsome as a result of boss/job. When you have a loathsome boss/job/life, you don't give a shit about who catches you blogging at work. You blog, you shop, you pay bills, you try to fart when no one's smelling. Anyway, my current job is not nearly as glamorous as my last one, but I gotta say, my boss rocks, and when I leave at 4:30 (yeah, I said 4:30. JEALOUS?! I would be), I do not give my job a second thought. In light of this, I will probably have less time to just blah blah blah all about ME.

So, maybe I won't be so interesting. Maybe I won't be so funny. If I'm not, please do not tell me.

By the way, Chelsea Handler isn't as funny as she should be. She's like a dumbed down, less bitchy version of Kathy Griffin. I like Kathy Griffin way better.

Here goes.