This is why I'm not a famous blogger

It's been over two weeks since my last, real entry, which isn't really that long ago, except that I usually never go this long without blogging. I wish I could say I've been off doing something great like kicking ass and taking names. Or Opium.

What really happened was a brief prison sentence. Which may or may not be because of the male prostitute ring that I was known for overseeing and facilitating.

Okay, seriously, what really happened?

1. Finals happened that pretty much beat me down to a pulp. That entire week I was desperately wishing my coffee contained something a little more than just coffee.

2. Laziness ensued not long after. After screwing up my sleeping pattern during my study sessions for finals, blogging was not happening, neither was thinking.

3. I actually think I covered pretty much everything. But it seems weird to stop at number two, so I'm going to pretend I have a third reason. Like maybe I got a job or something.

A play by play of my brain activity after finishing my finals:

Samm: Okay, now that finals is over, we can relax and take it easy. And maybe find some time to write a blog entry or two.

Brain: DOES NOT COMPUTE

Samm: I’m only saying, we don't have to, let's just watch some movies or something and relax.

Brain: ERROR! GLITCH! DOES NOT COMPUTE!

Samm: BITCH, JUST FUCKING RELAX! PLEASE!

So that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I haven't been blogging lately.

Oh and also,



Went boxing day shopping yesterday and snagged myself a flap bag like the one above. All is good.

"Fashion condemns us to many follies; the greatest is to make ourselves its slave." - Napoleon Bonaparte

Happy holidays everyone! (Will be back sometime next week, maybe sooner.)

Playing games.

Games. It's all a part of dating and relationships. Everyone plays them and anyone who says they don't is probably lying. And I'm talking about games like the one where we say “I don’t care about you” because we can't let the other person know that we really do care about them and we don't want to show all our cards. Only then sometimes the person we really want doesn’t take the bait and we end up playing alone. Stupid bait.

Or the game where you try to make the one who really care about jealous by completely ignoring them and flirting with someone else who you couldn't care less about. Only that doesn't work either and sometimes you're left alone at the end of the night because they saw right through you and wasn't impressed and kind of hurt.

Or the game where you play hard to get. But we all know most of the time, that doesn't work.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that more often than not, games are more hurtful than harmless. Yeah it's kind of bullshit. Actually, it's really bullshit.