boring?

Lately I've been a bit unsure of what to blog about (do you detest the use of "blog" as a verb? I kinda do) because, well, I think it might be boring, and I aim to thrill and amuse, like when I hold a fingerstache up to my friend's cat, or write about two squirrels having sex in a tree, and other things that don't even involving animals being ridiculed. But, I frequently think of these two great bloggers I used to love reading, both of whom became pretty lame after they got pg and started writing about pregnancy jeans all the time. So, when I get excited about, say, this new cat litter that I love, I'm all I'mtotallygonnablogaboutthatcatlitter and then I'm like, nowait,thatstheequivilantofpregnancypants.

Anywho, among the boring things I have avoided blogging about are the various plants that are shooting up in the garden, the aforementioned cat litter, unparalleled joy at riding my bike again, missing my out-of-town friends, trying to figure out what stocks to buy, and my changing feelings about Facebook. Although, the more I think about it, those are merely the mundane things that make me me, and perhaps you would like to read them. Stay tuned for my next post on some cat litter that's really going to change your life.