How To Neglect Your Blog

Greetings, strangers. I am a bad, bad blogger. I offer you this posting as a pittance and excuse for my long, long, long, long, long, long absence: How to neglect your (beloved) blog in 5 easy and sometimes enjoyable steps.

1. Become embroiled in ridiculous personal drama.

I didn't want to be tempted to write about it on the blog, and yet it was all-encompassing in real life so I had a hard time thinking about other things to write. Because time has given me space from my hysterical perspective on the entire situation, I will summarize it for you now: I dated a guy. I became extremely interested in his friend. Guy #1 got angry and told all my peers about my extreme personal details, making me extremely angry. Following this, there was a dramatic vacillation between taking the high road and gritty, soul-gnashing revenge for several weeks (months...?) until awesomeness of Guy#2 made me realize Guy #1 is totally irrelevant.

2. Develop a personal life.

... And by personal life I mean, have friends and a boyfriend. It's lame to say that I neglected my blog because I got a boyfriend. Really lame. I apologize. I am not one of those girls who only has interests in things until I'm not single anymore, I swear. But in my defense, I've also been going to a lot (a LOT) of rock concerts. So I come back to you a more experienced Elyse.

3. Become interested in other things.

In this case, it's been documentaries on Netflix (which I honestly could have been writing about, but would you really want to read it?), eco-conscious living, and my cat. I got a cat! Her name is Free Tibet Glasseater Twisby. I'm not really a crazy cat lady, but I have to say that she might be the best cat in the entire world.

4. Graduate school.

Need I say more? It exhausts me.

5. Be a lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, quasi-literate 24 year old.

Let's cut the crap. I'm a lazy little bitch. I sit around all weekend and overdose on documentaries, coffee, and emotional post-documentary crying spells. My only defense of this is that the documentaries give me emotional perspective, and the coffee keeps me from sleeping 15 hours a day. Okay? Okay?

Do you forgive me!?