Where Did I Go?

I'm kind of spent this evening. It's a long story. Not terribly interesting either. I'd tell you if I could (top secret court stuff), but you would read all that and still be bored shitless. And I'd be out of a job.

So anyhow, I was going through my archives looking for a rerun to post this evening... you know, just to keep the blog going. Now I'm sitting here thinking to myself, "Where did I go?"

I was witty, sarcastic, dark, and bitchy. Now I'm inside of myself, brooding, and boring.

And I yearn to back to being full on with the funny as opposed to full on with the bitchy. I just have to figure out who sucked the life out of my dick, and why on earth did they swallow instead of spitting?

This is Funky, and that is all.