Some of you may be wondering where I’ve been.
Some of you may even hypothesize as to my where-a-abouts.
I only have one thing to say:
If you figured that I’ve fallen into a hellish-time-consuming ebay vortex, you’d be right.
Excuse me while I go slit my throat.
I am now of the opinion that listing a million and one pieces of out-grown girls clothing on ebay is akin to hearing someone scrape their finger-nails down a chalk board.
All. Day. Long.