Don't Know If I'll Be Back Again

I've made a decision! I know, right. Riveting. What an opener! You're on the edge of your seats to find out what this grand decision could be. I know. I'm kind of a big deal.

Or not.

Either way, a decision has been made. And here it is:

Itchy must die!

Yup. I'm done with her. I mean, she's fun and all. We'd had some laughs. But, as part of my getting back to me and liking me and knowing who this me person is again I think I need to let her go. Which, really, is dumb for I am Itchy and Itchy is me. But, not really. She's a shield. I no longer need a shield.

So, I'm gonna stop this here blog and start me up a new blog. But, in my paranoid need to never have me and Itchy joined in reality, I'm not linking to the new blog here. For a few reasons. 1. It doesn't exist yet, but it will. 2. Um...I might as well say "Hey look I'm Itchy!" if I do that and I've avoided that for this long. For I ROCK at undercover shenanigans. And 3. A treasure hunt for you guys to find me would be awesome! Wha? You don't want a treasure hunt to find me? You want me to just tell you? Fine, lazy asses. Leave me a comment or email me and I'll give you the knowledge that you seek.

So, that's that. I gotta leave the Itchy behind. Not that I didn't have a helluva lot of fun with her. No. It's been quite the opposite. She's helped me in soooo many ways. She's like my very own snuffalufagus. She's cuddley. She's fun. She's seen only by me.

But, I'm more comfortable with me now. I'm not totally comfy yet, but I gotta break myself in. I'm like a new pair of jeans. I fit really good through the hips and thighs but I create just a hint of muffin top. And I'm fine with that.