The real reason

Of course I faulking missed you. I practically thought about you guys, all the time. Or at least whenever something funny came to mind, which was almost 2-3 times a week.

But here is the thing. As much as I want this blog to be ALL ABOUT ME-  I have had absolutely no faulking interest in writing it when I had not time or energy to do the following:

1. Read your blogs. Hellsbells, I haven’t even been to facebook since, oh- March? I don’t even know what my log in is anymore.
2. Respond to your comments and find out what you think.

Writing this damn thing is just no fun without the interaction. Writing without responding to comments feels gross and needy.

How sad a blogger am I?

Where is the legendary self absorption and unstoppable narcissism someone with a name like “LA JUICE”,  living in Los Angeles should have? Pathetic, no? 

Wee. or “oui” if you’re nasty.

Thirdly, I made certain promises to people that I first needed to keep, like building my sister a website, before I could come back. It took 9 months to get those things done, in part because when I wasn’t working, commuting, fighting 2 bouts of shingles and feeling really faulking sorry for myself,  I was too damn tired and I slept a lot.

See, mostly, things have gone horribly bad in my life over the past 6 months, and I can’t won”t share (you are just gonna have to use your imagination. 25 years later, its still like I told my very first boss, the night manager of the 24 hour slider joint that defined my hometown “Listen Janice, everyone has problems”.  No writing about problems!!! Besides,  writing during these last few months would have probably been vitriol filled rubbish anyway. But really, with all that has happened, I just had no energy or time for the interwebs.

I am hoping this is the break in the barrage of bad, but we will have to see. Anyway, as always- I adore you all and thank you for coming here. I think I am back, but, well- no promises just yet. It’s still not going to be fun if I don’t get to read your stuff and spend time with your particular brand of funny.

If only I were half as narcissistic and self absorbed as I try to be. Then again, maybe I am. I was disappointed that this blog had not lead to massive numbers of readers allowing me to snag a literary agent who would then have gotten me a book deal and published my MISLH or  the earthquake preparedness book. Of course if this is true, then there is only one thing to do: self publish!!!!

Gah.