So. Much. M.I.A.

I've been a bit indisposed lately, and haven't gotten a post done in what seems like forever. As you've probably noticed, K so kindly made a post inquiring as to my whereabouts. All I can tell you is that I pulled through like a champ.

Uma Thurman ain't got shit on me.

Ok, fine, I didn't break my way out of a coffin with my bare hands and then go on to kick the crap out of some blonde chick with an eye patch. 

But the point is, I'm alive.

In all honesty, my time has been spent in this fashion:

Watching TV, like a pro.

To be just a smidge more specific, I've been catching up on a show called "Shameless" on Showtime. It's pretty beast, one of the best things I've seen in a while. 

And seriously. I've been just the slightest bit uninspired lately. It's like I was planning on coming home and having a great big Inspiration Party.

You know, get my blog groove on and just knock out some posts in all the free time I was going to have.

And then...

And then the guest of honor never showed up. (Leaving me with a gigantic Gandalf beard, and back in the 1920s, when life was in black and white.)

Sometimes stuff doesn't turn out the way you expected--like in The Ring, or Shutter Island. 

Or in my case, spring break. 

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