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.
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