All Out of Blog

Chalk up the recent silence to me having absolutely nothing to talk about. I fear I may be blogged out ... Or self censoring to the point of no return. Either way I've been staring at the screen for over twenty minutes now wondering what to write. Should I write about doing absolutely nothing constructive today, or do I write about finally having that we're both sorry moment with my older sister last night? Do I talk about ignoring the fact that today was my stepfather's birthday and that I meant to call, told myself I was going to call and ended up not calling? Or do I just tell you the mundane stuff like how I cleaned the bird cage, and how the hamster almost took a turn for the worse when Octavia knocked her cage off the dresser?

This reminds me of a time back in high school when Brenda and I would get frustrated to the point of no return and just scream ourselves silly with the excuse, "Tension breaker. Had to be done."

Perhaps I should take myself outside and scream at the top of my lungs. Then again, my neighbors might come out and look at me funny.

***** Addendum *****

I did one better than simply picking up a phone. Instead I opted to deliver the birthday greeting in person while KC was at a birthday party. Belated is far better than never.