Greetings ICLW-ers! I feel like I should write a little summary post of my infertile life because, well, that's the ICLW way. But you don't really need any more info than my timeline to your right.
Sooo... now what should we talk about?
Okay, well, let's talk about how I wish my blog were funnier. Certain people have a really distinctive writing voice. I like it. I try to replicate it. I fail miserably. Every time I think I've written a particularly funny post, mrohkay reads it and gets a sad face. My funny is pretty depressing, apparently. So miscarriage jokes aren't everyone's cup of tea. I'll remember that the next time I'm doing improv. Hmm, that was another unfunny joke. Because I could never do improv - way too self-conscious. I'm like the awkward girls on America's Next Top Model who can't "just let go"... only I'm not photogenic either.
I have some funny material to work with. Once I dated someone who was building Star Wars dioramas in the basement. I did my laundry just across the way from Hoth. You don't know which planet that is? Oh. I was telling one of my fellow IF bloggers not long ago about how one of my favorite girl-names is Annika. mrohkay hates it - sounds like Anakin Skywalker. I did not marry the Ewok-basemented boyfriend, obviously. (Yes, I know Ewoks didn't live on Hoth, duh. We had that planet too.) I tried to talk my sister into naming her baby Annika, but she wasn't interested. Apparently it sounded too Star Wars-y to her too. My bloggy friend agreed with me - only nerds would associate Annika with Star Wars. So my sister named her baby after a reality TV contestant that she hated instead. Whatever.
If this post didn't do it for you, feel free to try one of these other recent posts, which I am proud of, despite their relative unfunniness. Though I'm no comedian, I am pretty good at being unflinchingly honest (I'm told).
