Tuesday, 9:30am

 

I’m sitting here trying desperately to find something to blog about.

 

It’s the worst feeling if I’m honest. Knowing I’ve promised myself to keep to a weekly posting schedule – despite having nothing happen over the course of that week – to give me anything to write about.

 

By my side sits my iPhone 11. The Red Dressed Lady. Well, she will be once the case I ordered six days ago from China ships out.

 

That said, given the nature of what’s happening over there – with the spread of the Coronavirus – I suspect that it’ll be shipped after the quarantine has lifted or, if not, I shall simply need to look at other alternatives because I’ll never see that phone case for as long as I live.

(Which is fine btw. Really don’t want a package full of virus thank you very much!)

 

So, my letters to people is going well. Another three shall be posted this weekend – bringing the total to eight so far. I’m communicating with one person via email – which I don’t mind doing. It’s a novelty and bit of fun

 

I’m hoping that by writing letters, it’ll help with my blogging situation.  I mean, as in, keeping regular practise.

 

So far, I’m struggling to piece anything of significance together and it does frustrate me.

 

I mean, there’s always Outlander fandom stuff. There is always stuff going on there – but let’s be honest – everyone else writes about fandom stuff and they write about it better than I ever could.

And besides, the only thing I want to say there is – WE’VE GOT 2.5 WEEKS LEFT TILL SEASON 5 … WHERE IS THE SEASONS PASS ITUNES?? GOD DAMN IT!!

 

*Ahem*

 

Where was I?

 

Oh. That’s right. Here. Right here. Blogging about nothing.

 

Goodo. Excellent.

 

At least I’ve written something today… and that’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.

 

Ceej