My eyes are tired, I’m tired.
Tonight was the Lost party. We had 14 lost fans and bajillions of pounds of food. Everyone brought their favorite appetizers. It was scary how much food was there. If we had been a group of 14 people stranded on an island with all that food, we could have lived long enough to figure out why the island keeps moving, and shifting time, as well as get our own Sawyer nickname. Mine would be “crafty”, or if you ask matt, “stubborn” or “talky”.
Enough. Sorry for the sad post, but I’m still hanging on to the commitment for NaBloPoMo, but just barely. They can’t all be winners people, in fact, 50% would be a miricle. I am proud to say I have accomplished 21 days in a row. I’m patting myself on the back right now.