Here we go...AGAIN

I've tried many blogs and they've all failed...I've failed to keep up with them and then I get bored with them and then they drift off into a great internet blog cemetary where everyone's abandoned blogs go to RIP.  This is the LAST shot I give to blogging and if it doesn't work out, then it wasn't meant to be.  I have no idea who would want to read about my boring life with my neurotic dog but I guess I don't really care.  The writing is more for me, a creative outlet and a place where I can talk shit, talk nice, grieve, laugh, share, cry, or come up with whatever random rants of randomness that comes to mind.  Like right now: it's Easter Sunday, I came back from the lake early to go to brunch with my grandparents and other family member.  We had a lovely time.  We left.  Now I'm at home trying not to get drunk alone, wondering what to do next with my time.  Maybe a nap.  A nap sounds amazing right now.