this is/isn't a test

Just when I think I'm strong enough to resist spouting my unnecessarily embittered musings all over these internets.

Just when we all think we're safe from the merciless combining of words that never, ever asked to be involved with one another.

Just when I realized I should have baked a cake, but couldn't, because I didn't know you were coming. (That's what she said. Right? RIGHT?!)

... It's back.

... Mostly because I'm quickly running out of ways to amuse myself during the long hours of nothing with which I fill up my days.

...But also -- and come on, you know you're thinking it -- because I love to hear myself talk! And in a society in which talking to oneself is somewhat frowned upon, especially in the work environment, I find the thinly-veiled self-indulgence of writing for the purpose of posting in a public domain to be the only acceptable alternative.