I’ve discovered that since I had a baby, blogging is nearly impossible. When I’m on the desktop trying to compose an entry, I’m called away–nearly every time–by Dudeskull or Mr. Slayer. So the baby cries, that’s understandable.
|You must be this cute to interrupt me while I’m in the office.|
But what makes me want to put my fist through the wall is when I’m trying to get 20 minutes of interruption, anxiety-free Intertubes time–because when else am I going to have time to look at Pokemon Hentai?–and Mr. S. calls me away, like, 5 times.
|The pink creature must be German.|
I’ve hinted around that it’s REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING by asking when I go in, “Is there anything else I can get you while I’m in here?” but the hint seems not to have been taken, as I still get called away from the desktop at least twice every time I try to log some Intertubes time. So, trying to blog is almost nerve-wracking these days. I’m typing on eggshells, waiting for the interruption.
Which explains why I make mistakes like this every time I blog:
|Stephen Colbert: God, not vermin|
So, please bear with me. I reckon it has to get better at some point.
BTW, do you know how weird it is to see “erotic Pokemon” in my search window?
|Poke mon? I barely know him!|
My searches are always exeedingly boring. YES! A search history that finally has reason to be scrubbed!