I am a creature of habit. And routine. And the fact that things are done just. so.
For instance, I always blog either late the night before or first thing in the morning. If I haven’t blogged, I don’t feel like I can focus at work.
So mornings like this, where I was out last night and not at my own computer this morning… well it really fucks with my morning mojo. And my brain is swirling with things I would like to blog about - tons of things I need to get out of my head and onto the ‘paper’. But with my mojo all out of whack, I can’t keep straight which things are fit for public consumption, which things would make sense, which things are none of my damn business and should probably just NOT be discussed or commented on…
So. I’ve got nothing.
But love.
For THIS MAN. You must go. If you haven’t seen The Milk Shake, you haven’t lived.
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I’ll give ya some mojo. Avitable mojo is good for protein.
You do not know how true that is about the milkshake.
It brings all the boys to the yard….
Mmmmmm, milkshakes. I’d like a chocolate banana milkshake right now. Mmmmmmmm.
Your mojo will return just in time. Just in time for what, I do not know. I’m washed out after visiting Avi’s blog.
I’ve watched Avi’s milkshake show a few times. Every single time my face hurts afterwards from laughing.
Britt, you could never lose your mojo. Never.
Hey, I voted for you over at RFS blog awards. ;)
I think your mojo rolled under the couch. Make sure you wash it before you put it back on. Or in. Or..whatever one does with mojo