I am sorry.
Wait, no, I am not. I have not posted for a while, suck it!
Sorry, I was trying to be aggressive. Erica has been hounding me to quit apologising every play we make on the pitch.
See, Erica is the one to aggress you; I am the one to caress you. Actually, literally. Erica is known to be impressive and scary and awesome and great, but scary. She commands the pitch. It may not seem like it, but trust us. I, on the other hand, stand there blubbering apologies as I pick up the bludger that just made high-speed contact with your left temple.
We make an interesting team.
Anyways, not the point of the post. This is being made to say, you guessed it, 'sorry' to you all avid readers, all six of you ("Hi, mum!") for not posting for ages. I have been busy, so busy, in fact, that I would let this blog slowly die under its cobwebs... meaning I have caught up on nearly every one of my started television programmes, and my bludger-throwing is getting quite a bit better (see, busy).
I doubt I will post too much more. I am going to leave this shell of a blog for later. Perhaps, one day, I may return to it, I do need to work on my writing, but today is not that day.
Anyhow, maybe I should, surprise surprise, stop procrastinating and get back to the real world. So, à bientôt my reader, to another day!
