I'm not generally a fan of the summertime.
It's hot. It's sticky. There are bugs.
Also, people have a tendency to want to do stuff OUTSIDE, where the heat and the stickiness and the bugs are. I don't understand that. Isn't the entire point of civilization COMFORT? Why would you willingly put your self in a position where your discomfort is guaranteed? Do you enjoy damp underclothes from sitting on someone's mosquito-soaked deck? Why? Is that a weird fetish you have? Also, have you not heard of West Nile Virus?
However, the girl is home FINALLY for the summer and for once I CANNOT WAIT FOR SUMMER TO COMMENCE. I have so many things planned! Hugging! And reading! And talking! And hugging! She will be so thrilled!
But first among them - the girl had surgery on her knee. Again. It's freaking me out, of course, and making me sad that she's got to deal with this. Again. I blame the husband for her wonky knee. I'm not sure why - well, yes, I am sure why. Because when in default, I blame the husband. It's just easier that way.
Surgery + minimum of 8 weeks of physical therapy = My poor baby.
So because of this, and my having to work for a living like a sucker, and my trying to get my writing in gear [I'm at markedly less than 50 pages! That's like 1/12 of a JK Rowling or Stephen King book! This may be a short story!], I'm dropping down to posting once a week during the summer. Because you know you can't get the same quality* I've had going with so little time.
I know you will be sad, and that's understandable. I am wonderful, and being without me is hard on people. Do you see how sad Eminem is because he hasn't met me yet? All that displaced anger? Sure, it sells records and makes for some catchy tunes, but underneath it all, he is yearning for someone he can't quite place. [CALL ME, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!]
I will still be on Twitter,
probably all day forever, what with my incessant need for cracking wise in 140 characters or fewer. It's far easier for me to be thought witty and bitchy when there are strict parameters. So follow me @TheSuniverse on the Twitter [if you aren't already following me, why the fuck not?]. I'll also be posting other places, because I am so desired by the multitudes. And thanks to Kablooey, I will be spending hours of "downtime" [read "familytime"] playing Drop7. Jesus, this fucking game.
If you want, you can always email me and tell me how awesome I am. Or how awesome you are. Because of course you are.
*By quality, I obviously mean quantity. And by quantity, I sometimes mean drivel.