Dear Readers,
I have to apologize. I got nuthin’. I’m supposed to inspire and amaze you with an amazingly well-written piece of blogging brilliance but instead you are getting this tired and lame excuse for a posting.
The last few weeks, I’ve been on auto-pilot. I somehow managed to power my way through jam-packed days full of meetings, appointments, rehearsals, events etc. etc. etc. while still pumping out (what I thought were) brilliant blog posts (check here and here) and also maintaining all the important relationships in my life, plus getting a lovely 8 hours of sleep per night. I was a freakin’ well-oiled machine.
Now that things have calmed down, I got NUTHIN’. My tank is empty. I’m operating on fumes, folks.
So, I apologize. I’m taking some time to refuel. Until I have something brilliant (or at least entertaining) to say, I’d like to make a suggestion. Maybe you’ve just joined us here on The Quarterlife Quest in the last few weeks or maybe you’ve forgotten why or how you ended up here in the first place. If either of these scenarios sound familiar, why not check out these past literary gems:
15 Signs it Might Be Time for a Career Change (from January 2010)
8 Places You Won’t Find Inner Happiness (from February 2010)
Find Your Passion: Get Drunk (from March 2010)
Dear High School Me (from April 2010)
A Request from a Hypocritical Chicken Shit (from April 2010)
How I Could Make Millions Turning Underwear into Hats (from May 2010)
Fearing the End Limits Our Beginnings (from June 2010)
Thanks for bearing with me folks! I’ll be back with new thoughts just as soon as a refill the gas tank 