recently, i've been invited to co-author a blog. i readily agreed, thinking it wouldn't be that big a deal. apparently it was a big deal. i've suddenly drawn a blank when it comes to stuff to write about in my own, as well as the co-authored blog.
so now i'm wondering, what could possibly be the cause of this? is it because my imagination doesn't work when i want it to do, or does the responsibility of co-authoring a blog put some kind of subconscious pressure on me? i wonder.
anyway, i'm gonna tackle this problem somehow. be prepared for a case of bloghorrea. as it is, i'm at home all day, and pretty much bored. how bad could senseless writing possibly be? i think we'll find out soon. :D
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