Just Beth

So, it turns out that you need to PAY for this whole ‘your own blog’ business.  It also turns out that I am older than hell because I totally thought the people from iPage were just fucking with me, that it had already been a year.  BUT THEY WERE NOT.  I actually spoke to someone there, and I was like, well, if I decide to cancel my hosting service with you, what happens to my blog?  And that woman had the AUDACITY to say, “well, we’d delete it’.  She might have well said ‘I’ll just take out your heart and fling it out the window’, because OMG, MY WOOORRRRDDDSSS.

I literally (ha!) almost had a heart attack.  However, it still took me a few days until I paid those extortionists and got my blog back up, and before I did, I couldn’t figure out why I was so tense .  Holy Jesus, le trepidation.

So, what’s new?  Well… nothing.  And if I were John Cusack, that line would carry so much weight you would know just by the adorable way I raised my eyebrows and glanced adorably to the side that I mean WAAAY more than ‘nothing’.

However, I have almost no strength in my hands right now, it’s actually pretty excruciating to type (but my WOORRRDS, I must WRITE THEM) so you’ll just have to wait.  Thanks to everyone who asked me about my blog and what was up… I’m glad you guys are out there.

Andy’s going to score me some good drugs (*wink*), so if my hands feel better, maybe I’ll give y’all a treat and blog while all fucked up… that should be entertaining!  Or maybe not. 

Talk to you soon!

~xo, b!