I'm with the quickness-challenged.

I'm really not sure where to begin. I suck at blogging. But we know this already.

So in 24 hours surrounding election day. We elected our first African American president, a portion of my house fell on me, and I had to call 911. Such an eventful week this was. I love it. I'm bruised, I'm sore, and Tara gave me happy pills. Gotta love that betch.

I know this is random. But maybe one day, I'll get back into blogging...Back when life was bliss, and friends didn't have such petty trust and loyalty issues. Back when selling out was hard to do.

I miss this.

Bye.