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2008

It's been a long time since I've gone a week without posting anything on here. It actually felt good. It had nothing to do with the holidays, and I contemplated disbanding the blog altogether. Then last night, as I lay in a B-rate, courtesy-of-WestJet hotel in Leduc, trying to fall asleep so I could be up for my 5:55 shuttle to catch my flight home, I changed my mind. I came up with several "first blog of the year" ideas.

They include:

- my favourite 5 songs by artists I didn't know before 2007
- resolutions of some sort
- entries from my journals at the start of previous years
- reading list for the coming months

I think, in the next few days, I might do all of the above.

Comments

Vaness said…
Yay for not disbanding the blog!
I would miss checking "Not With Ink" for my daily (usually) dose of witty insights and updates into the life of the lovely Beth Fisher. :)
Laura J said…
the blog must live on!! I love your blog so I'm glad your moment of madness did not win! I'm glad you're home too...see you soon. any more thoughts on that promised land thing?!
Beth said…
thanks, vaness & laura (by the way, my sister is surprised by how similar you look in your profile pics. i told her you don't even KNOW each other!)

re: the promised land - it's been a good first day back...i could definitely get used to life here. but that's all i can admit to right now :)
Sarah said…
I'm glad you're back to blogging! I miss knowing what's going on in your life when there are no new posts. I think I'm addicted to "Not With Ink". Maybe it's because I feel it keeps me connected to you when you're not around. Maybe it's because you're such a good writer that it's always enjoyable reading what you've written. Maybe it's because you're my "little" sister and I love you and miss talking with you at night when we're supposed to be going to sleep.

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