Resurrection

Hello!

All my fellow bloggers dear
Have written something new this year,
So I suppose
It's time I chose
To try and put up something here.

Because rhyming lines to form a limerick, even one that's in no way remarkable, makes it seem like I put in more effort than I actually did.
Also, not ALL my blogger friends have posted; just most of them.

On new year's eve, I considered writing a line and posting it so I could complete it later and pretend I'd taken the trouble to finish the year off with a proper post. That was before I realized that it would probably make all my future posts a couple of lines long (and not in an awesome way like http://www.dullestblog.com/) and that I'd rather be partying with my friends than writing a half-hearted post.
This paragraph has the word "post" too many times. Post.

If you're wondering about the silent months before new year's eve, here's a list of the exciting events in my life that prevented me from blogging:

1. Nothing.
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(Wait for it . . .)
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(I actually find this symbol annoying when it's used as a spacemaker.)
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*Post. Also my favourite cereal brand ever.*
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2. Hold on, I'm sure there's . . . oh, sorry. Still nothing.
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3. I always think of a third thing when I'm listing stuff. (Thank you, Liz Lemon.)

Now, because I haven't blogged in ages (Wow, I really didn't think it had been THAT long!) and because I feel like I should add pictures whenever possible, I've made a visual representation of the resurrection of my blog.

There. Make of it what you will.

By the way, if I were a dead fish, this is how I would want to be treated:

I've said it before and I'll say it again: Ramsay rocks!!!!