Bare with me

I'm having THE WORST WRITERS BLOCK EVA! SERIOUSLY! I've been coming on here every morning, I stare at the screen for 10-15 minutes and then sign off again. What in the name of Baby Jesus' First Childhood Pet is wrong with me? It's not like there's nothing to talk about. Like how cute is Barack Obamas dog? Or why does more of our Tax money go to Polar Bears than teachers? Why is Nancy Pelosi such a creepy douchebag?

Why does Comedy Central keep playing the same season or two of Scrubs over and over and over again, and why does that episode when Ben dies STILL makes me teary even though I've seen it 18 plus times? What the frack happened to Demetri Martin's show, did it get cancelled? How BAD is that new show Krod Mon Dude or whatever the Hell it is.

Why didn't the fish heads my husband buried last summer in my vegetable garden for compost.. NOT compost and instead turn into nasty smelly toothpaste-consistency goo I had to wipe off my shovel when I turned the soil yesterday?

Why, even though it reminds me of battery acid and probably completely corroded both of my intestines, I must drink enough Blackhouse to kill a dog when I go out?

Why doesn't John Cusack age?

Why am I incredibly fatigued and nauseas, and my ab hurts over by my left hip bone?

Why is Annies Boxed mac and cheese so damn watery but tastes so good?

DEADLIEST CATCH STARTS TONIGHT!