Cringe

I seem to be having some issues with the comments. If you try to comment and you're getting a "pending approval message" I'm never actually receiving those comments to approve them. I'm not NOT approving you! As far as I can tell those comments are being sent into cyberspace, never to be seen again. I'm waiting to hear from the powers that be, but hopefully this will be cleared up shortly. In the meantime, if your comment isn't going through, feel free to email it to me at lizworking [at] gmail [dot] com and I'll post it for you. From the inside it will all be coming from my ip address so it will look like I have no readers and am making up comments for my blog, but I would really be the only one seeing that part. Though making up friends is always funny.

Remember Cringe? Well, I went sifting through all those journals my parents sent my way and found a few gems I'll be sharing next Wednesday, if you care to attend. I'd love some friendly faces in the audience since I can't remember the last time I had to read anything in front of a group and I think it would be nice to have someone tell me it wasn't so bad when I puked from nervousness up there on stage. I don't want to ruin the whole thing in case some of you actually come, but here's the teaser: I wrote a will in 7th grade bequeathing all my treasured possessions. Including Luke Perry posters.