holy hot tuna fart

I apologize to everyone who doesn't read this...I've been missing for 2 months. Get over it - oh you already are? Ok good.

It's summer - I'm SO not in the blogging mood, like...ever. Plus it probably helps that I haven't got too much to say. One thing that IS new and exciting and wondermous and fabtastic is that I did in fact find a great place and am now living in a pretty-close-to-perfect 2 bedroom apartment in the bay view area. I'm in love with it - and this one minor plus in my black hole of a life has saved me from possibly jumping from a very high ledge...so to speak.

I've been quite busy what with work (which is also coming to an end soon, back to square one), and summerly activities. Concerts galore - Robert Plant/Alison Krauss, John Mayer, Gavin Degraw - Reba McIntyre tomorrow, The Police on Friday, Celine Dion in September and NKOTfreakinB in October. You heard me, I'm making up for the fact that I never got to see the 'Kids' in their hay-day - and I realize they're in their 40s now but so what, I'm no spring chicken these days either, though I'll probably scream like one. DON'T JUDGE ME.

So, with all that being said, I bid you adieu and it very well may be another 2 months before I post again, so don't get your crease all greased.

Ciao.