Grumble, Harumph, Grumble

Hellooooo? Is this thing on?

Where'd you all go? Why don't you have anything to say? Don't you love me any more?

I know you're not all over at the parenting site using the invitations I sent and busily posting away. Well, a couple of you are, but most of you? Not so much. Right Mr. Gloat? Yeah, I'm talking to you. Issues, shmissues. I need comments!

That's it. I'm going to go off and start a trainwreck journal and make stuff up about how I'm in a relationship with my stepbrother who beats me with a crack pipe, but I can't leave because I LOOOOOOOVE him, and THEN you'll all have something to say.

(Yes, I am expecting my period any day now. Why do you ask?)