Shameless promotion? Perhaps.
So it turns out that I have crazy patterns when it comes to blogging. Don’t post for a month — er, or four — and then blog every day for six weeks. Now, I usually don’t go all “dear diary” on our dear readers, but I do want to share a reason for my disappearance this time:
I landed my dream job.
I did! I did! And honestly, I don’t know if I even would have gone for it if it were not for this bloggy right here. I’m not going to get in to details, but if you haven’t signed up for LivingSocial already you should. And when you get the deal emails every morning, you better think they are funny.
As always, Mallory does a fabulous job whenever I go on sabbatical. I can’t wait to sit on a couch with our matching Macs, drink wine, and co-blog again.
Reader, we’ve got a lot to catch up on.
[Posted by Kathleen]
As you may have noticed, neither Kathleen nor I have blogged in a while. We go through a dry spell every so often, and I always feel incredibly guilty about it the whole time. On that topic, my roommate and I just had the following conversation:
Sarah: Um, Six Words and Drunkinarowboat are totally failing me.
Me: I know…I’m like, really conflicted. Do I even keep blogging? Is it worth it to blog if I’m not being consistent or doing a good job?
Sarah: [incredulous stare]
What she means is, she needs the distraction. She also means that blogging sometimes is better than never blogging again, if I really like doing this. And I do. Minus the fact that our blog is looking totally janky right now and I don’t know what to do about it because technology hurts my brain.
So I’m gonna keep on keepin’ on, and keep doing the best I can to blog regularly. (Kathleen will too; I’m making her promise that without her consent.)
To get the ball rolling on about a million things I want to post about right now, let’s go with a link to a series of photos that made me cry. They’re all related to Obama, obviously. Go look at them and you may never be sad again. (Ignoring the pictures of Bush, which ALMOST made me pity the sucker.)
Here’s another wonderful photo, courtesy of the HuffPost:
Here’s to you, Mr. President.
[Posted by Mallory]
The following gchat message is representative of many angry messages we’ve been receiving lately:
Mouse: your blog is ruining my life
i knowww you’re busy with like school and finals and those ridiculous things, but i like check it every 10 mins thinking that it’s magically going to have new thigs to entertain me with and all i see is whatever animal that is, AND Dooce and Caroline have been slacking too… am i being forced to actually do work by the blogosphere?
The answer, dear Mouser, is probably YES. But I’d like to take this opportunity to apologize, and tell all of you, dear readers, that it might be like this for the next week or so. You see, in grad school they want us to do things like “write papers” and “take finals.” These silly things take up a lot of time, and I am sorry for my bloggy absence. I’ll do the best I can.
[Posted by Mallory]