Not that my previous entries have been pinnacles of blogging brilliance, but whatever.
See, this is why I wanted a prompt yesterday. A jumping off point for something to write about.
I don't know why I'm having trouble. It's nearly midnight and I've had wine. I should be a fountain of pointless rambling and ridiculous ideas. Maybe I'm just too old for this shit. I am nearly 30 after all.
Speaking of being old, I should go to bed soon. I feel so tired all the time lately. I wonder if I should be worried about that.