I'm irritated. So much so, that it's time to start a new blog.

I used to be great at blogging. I was disciplined, I wrote every night...I was great at it. And, for whatever reason, I quit. I stopped blogging. I went back a time or two and said "Yeah, sorry...I'll write, yada yada yada..." but alas, never did. It was, I think, at that point that my life went to hell. I'm back now, and I'm trying to fix all that's wrong in my life. So, now the most logical thing to do, obviously, is to blog it. You know...since my lack of blogging is why my life is fucked to begin with.

I say words like fuck. So, if you're easily offended by such things...you should probably mosey on over to the next blog. No blog for you. At least, no Shan blog for you. I'm that girl...I'm not here to please you. I'm here to please myself. If you are ALSO pleased, that's great. If not...there's a handy little red and white X box at the top right of your screen. Click that, and you'll be fine. I promise.

There's a series of issues that have been goin on in my life over the last several months. We'll delve into all of that later. For now, let us get on with the pleasantries of introductions...

Shannon: That's me. Queen of this particular MY Space well...er...space. You'll get to know me better than any of the others inadvertantly because I'm the narrator of this particular talk show.

Heather: That's my best friend. Heather's loyal, fun, warm hearted, and just the best. She's also my roommate. She's got the scary "girl died in here" room of the house. Mu-hahahaha.

Cory: That'd be my boyfriend. I'll snag some tush shots of him. You can thank me later.

Paul: That'd be Heather's boyfriend. He's fairly...quiet. I've lived with him for going on 4 months, and I still don't know any more about him now than I did when he first moved in with
Heather. We'll learn him as we go.

The Kids: Zoe is Heather's. She's 6. Alex, Sam and Logan are mine. Alex is 7, Sam is 4 and Logan is um...(I'm a bad mom. Let's get that point clear right off the bat. I used to be a good mom, now, not so much. I can't even remember how old my kid is. That's pathetic.) let's see...March 18 of 2005, that'd make him right around 18 months old.

And then, there's

Jason: Jason is my husband. WAIT! Put down the mouse and just read for a second longer. You actually DON'T need to scroll up and see if you just read that I have a boyfriend, and then read that I have a husband as well. You read right. Anywho...Jas and I got married in December of 2002. Sam was BORN in July of 2002. Jas and I have actually been together since August of 2001, and therefore have recently breeched the 5 year point of our relationship. Unfortunately, when we passed that particular anniversary, he was living in Lansing, while me and the kids stayed in Jackson. We split up in the tail end of June. There are plenty of reasons why we needed to split up. And, there are plenty of reasons that I am left...

UnDecided.