Right now I have a love/hate relationship with blogger. See, I like being able to post shit. Random things, pictures, my artwork and Etsy stuff, ramblings . . . . .
But I hate that I don't really have a readership. There are a few of you (you know who you are) who actually read my posts and comment. Which is awesome. But really, it's like 4 people out of the 95 who "watch" my blog.
Which is disheartening. Ugh.
So every once in a while I go through this should I keep blogging, should I stop nonsense. Like I'm doing right now. On the one hand I'm all FUCK IT! No one's really reading this shit anyway so why spend the time?
But sometimes I rather enjoy writing my posts. Kind of like an online journal of sorts. It can be cathartic at times.
Like now. I'm all upset because I'm FUCKING BLOATED AS HELL!!!!! Seriously. Bloated and gassy and I feel like I need to take a huge crap.
You're welcome for that visual, by the way.
I've been feeling, shall we say, off the past couple of days. Kinda zoned out, apathetic, a little cranky and not at all myself. I've also been having some weird random bouts of nausea. Along with the delightful bloating. I'm really not sure why.
Don't say it's because I'm pregnant - I don't have a uterus!!!!!
So I'm all FUUUUUUUUCK are my new meds not working anymore?? They better be working because I can't find a psychiatrist who's accepting new patients.
And then I keep having this lower abdominal pain and I'm all NOOOOOO did I rupture an ovarian cyst again? Am I slowly filling my abdomen with blood???
And then I remember that I totally STILL HAVE OVARIES and I'm probably PMSing and that would be the cause of my moodiness, my bloating and all of that.
WTF, ovaries??? At least I don't still have a period.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, support our millitary.
Didn't see that one coming, did you?