baby, one more time

dear blogger,

my apologies for the year of neglect. i made you promises, strung you along, but i spread my lovin' all over and when i got back, there's none left for you. but now, it's summertime, and the livin's easy (bradley's on the microphone with RAS-MG). i've kicked xanga to the wayside (boy its hard to break out of a cadence once you've established it). no more divided attentions. i'm all yours.

Lily