July 31, 2007 | Missing Mojo
I'm feeling a little Austin Powers-ish at the moment because I've lost my mojo (that is from Austin Powers, right? The second one?) I don't know what to write anymore. I don't think my life got insanely boring all of a sudden, but I'm finding that it's rare nowadays that something will trigger the thought, "I should write about that!"
So I spent about 45 minutes reading through old entries yesterday hoping it would spark that part of my brain where the mojo is hibernating. That little endeavor backfired and just brought back all these weird, not happy emotions because I started with 2004, and 3/4 of that year were pretty messed up.
So in an effort to get "back in the habit", I'm tempted to do something I mentioned pre-nablopomo last year and chronicle my shoes. Maybe August will be shoe month here at the Ugly Green Chair, seeing as how August starts TOMORROW.
Because I could tell you all about me breaking down in tears from heat exhaustion before one of my best friends got married a couple of weekends ago, but I think you'd probably rather hear about the shoes.
I'm a shoe whore and have had to limit my purchases, so living through you would be great. And I would appreciate the break down story as well. Lord knows we've all had our moment.
I have already had the pleasure of hearing about the wedding, um, event, so I'm ready to hear about the shoes! shoooooooes
Besides, I'm wearing my oh-so-cute, but oh-so-small new shoes today as a test to see if I can tolerate wearing them on days when I don't do a lot of walking. It is to sigh.
Shoes! Post the shoes.
Although I can relate just as well to the breaking down in tears part - the seemingly never ending heat in SoCal has been making me descend into heat exhaustion meltdowns almost daily, with no relief in sight until, oh, October or so.
Thus, I've resorted to posting as much fluff as possible... when I'm not posting complaints about the job market, that is!
Are you sure you want to play the blog a'shoe card now? You might need it come NaBloPoMo.
Although, you probably have enough shoes to go two months...
Oh, I dunno. I sometimes enjoy reading about other people's descents into total meltdowns given my penchant for complete emotional instablilty. ;)
But shoes are good, too.