I think of the best thing to blog about right before I fall asleep at night. By morning, they're gone. And, lord knows, I am NOT the most creative, witty person first thing in the morning.
Derpy derpy derp, coffee.
I could blame 'writer brain'.
I could blame my seasonal inability to sleep in the summer.
Or I could always fall back on the old brain injury thing. That's always good for an excuse.
Whatever it is, I'm a toad.
Are you a toad? Or is it just me?