Because I still have nothing worthwhile to say. I know, it’s so BORING when people do these as blog posts.

So far in 2009…

Have you had a girlfriend or boyfriend?
Nope.

Have you had your birthday?
Not until July.

Been to church?
Nope.

Cried yet?
Mercifully, no. I’ve cried far too much over the past few years. I think I’m now too numb to feel enough to cry.

Had someone close to you pass away?
Not this year. Please no, not this year.

Pulled an all-nighter?
No. I need my sleep these days.

Drank Starbucks?
Umm… I don’t think so. Not this year.

Gone shopping?
Yes. With the pod. Things were purchased. Mostly for her. She’s a young lady now, you know.

Gone to the movies?
Probably?

Been to the beach?
Nope.

Bought something for over 100 dollars?
Nope. I am the broke. So… so… very… broke.

Met someone new?
I’m constantly meeting new people, and can never remember their names the next time I see them, and feel so horrible because they apparently know me and I’m staring blankly and smiling… It’s tragic.

Been out of your home state?
Not this year. Not least year, either. Maybe I’ll never leave again. This is likely.

Gone snowboarding/skiing?
Nope. I don’t do things that could break bones. Not since the Skateboarding Incident of Thanksgiving 07.

In The Past Month…

Kissed someone?
No. Nobody loves me who qualifies for such an honor.

Slept in a friend’s bed?
Nope.

Snuck someone over?
What are we? 12?

Snuck out of your own house?
Why would I do this? To fool myself? I live alone.

Been in a bar?
Yah. Sung in a bar, eaten in a bar, had meetings in a bar, hung out with friends in a bar…

Gotten a car?
I WISH! But Violet, she’s a trooper and still runs, and we love her.

Gone over your cell phone minutes?
At this point I don’t think this is possible. People don’t love me enough to talk to me long enough to use up my cell phone minutes.

Been called a whore/bitch/skank/slut?
Yes. And I never appreciate it. Ever. Not. Ever. I hate it.

Drove somewhere?
Yes. I have to drive to get ANYwhere.

Done something you regret?
I don’t regret things.

Gotten caught…?
Doing what? The things I do, I do with full intention. If someone “catches” me doing something, it’s something THEY don’t like, but I’m ok with.

Lasts…

Thing you bought?
Body wash for the shower.

Person to call you?
RP. About rehearsal.

When was the last time you felt stupid?
Oh, that’s a daily occurrence. I’m just a big dork.

The last time you felt worried?
Right now. Money. As in, I have none, and there are a LOT of people who want it from me, but I’ve none to give, and I’d like to give them what they want, but I can’t. Not yet.

When was the last time you walked/ran over a few miles?
Not recently enough. I enjoy walking and need to do it more.

Who was the last person who saw you cry?
hmmm. Not sure. Might have been CH… because I very rarely allow myself to be seen crying.

Who was the last person who made you cry?
I know who it was. You don’t need to know.

Who was the last person you watched a movie with?
The podling and a roomful of her teenage friends who were there for her birthday sleepover.

Who was the last person you danced with?
I… don’t remember. I think it was a bunch of ladies. Who are learning to take their clothes off on stage.

Who did you last yell at?
I don’t yell at people. I get gravely quiet. If I yelled I’d blow off steam and things would be alright. Instead, I get very, very serious. And then I could be dangerous.

Who last told you they loved you?
The sweet podling, because she’s the only person on earth who really DOES truly love me.

She is fond of ice cream, chocolate, cheese and many greasy foods.

She’s very pushy.

And I am fat because of her. Which feeds her.

So there are more grilled cheese sammiches.

And trips to the freezer for a few spoonfuls of french vanilla.

And I’m out of chocolate.