Ask Me No Questions; I’ll Tell You No Lies
Self Portrait.
Hi. Today I have decided to open the floor for some questions. In the nearly three years I’ve been blogging, I’m not entirely sure what I’ve left out. Last time I check most embarrassing childhood stories have been told. In the interest of NaBloPoMo not turning into a me blathering about really inane things like the cup of gingerbread tea I’m drinking or that I just died a very graphic death at the end of Jonas’ plastic sword, I need some help. Ask me anything. Jog my memory for some juicy blog fodder. Leave a comment and I’ll write you a post.
