It’s been 4 months and some days since I last wrote something here. Truthfully, I couldn’t be happier. Sometimes I wonder how folks continue to blog so much despite all of the work that has to go into it.

Hell, just coming up with topics daily can be a nappy-headed ho bitch and a half.

Anyway, I’m more or less making sure this thing still works. Perhaps I’ll be back to write more, perhaps I won’t. I don’t even know. Hell, I’m only writing this for myself as a matter of fact just to take up space and because I’m bored at work. On the offchance that anybody does actually come by and read this I have but one question:

You must really like me, huh?

Okay, that was a bit presumptuous of me. But fuck you anyway, I’m sexxy enough to be presumptuous and possibly misspell it twice. Spellchecker be damned.

Panama is still dead. Or at least in a coma. Or maybe I’m just P-Hova and waiting to come back from the dead to save the world from itself.

See, I’m still sacrilegious. Certified sinner.

Heathen to the stars.

Stay looking up at the stars because I’m amongst them.

Bitches.