I wanted to call my new blog ApplePants. This is because of my obsession with underpants that have pictures of apples on them. I would've decorated it with pictures of apples and pants and possibly apple pants, and it would've been sweet. Until I googled the phrase and found this entry on Urban Dictionary.

Apple Pants; When a female is on her period and the flow is heavy enough to soak through the front of her pants, skirt or underwear and look a bit like a red, shiny apple.

I apologise for the mental imagery here, but are you freaking kidding me? So now, quite understandly, I can no longer use ApplePants. Unless I want people to think I am blogging about menstruation. Apple Pants: a blog about laydeez with a Heavy Flow.

Cheesed off much. Every time I visit that page I give it a thumbs DOWN.

I think I have come up with something else though, and my initial searches have shown that it has nothing to do with surfing the crimson wave. This makes me happy.

Mystery of Life: Why am I never at home sick on the days when Oprah has a makeover special on TV? Hmm? Only B-grade US celebrity interviews for me. Life is so unfair.

Blog Resurrection Update: I don't want to stay at g.b.e. It is old and musty and there's that whole year-long gap thing which makes me look really slack. I have spent the whole of today trying to come up with a new blog title*, and I am totally stumped. The one suggestion that I have been given is "My Blog" which is currently in the lead.

Or maybe I should go with girl.blog.stuff or Diary of a Rapidly Ageing Hag. This is tough. Way tough.

*In between Days of Our Lives, reading, snoozing, and snacking.

I bought a computer.



So I should probably start blogging again, since it was fun and good for me and all that biz. And I'm sure there's hundreds (possibly millions) of people who would appreciate my mad drawing skillz.

Except!

I'm not sure if I can remember how to write. My brain feels all fat and puffy, like it's been snacking on cheeseburgers while my body has been slaving away at the office. And there is every possibility that I will post something half-arsed, become distracted by something shiny, and give up.

Anyway. I'll mull this over for a bit. Hello to anyone who reads this. I hope that you are tip top and dandy.