Limbo cool, Limbo fine.

I am currently in a state of limbo. You know the feeling, neither here nor there. I'd like to announce something, but I know better because it isn't "officially" official. And I feel kind of apathetic, like, why bother really doing anything, because soon it will be official and then I will totally be doing A LOT. So I might as well sit on my ass and eat my leftover pseudo-congratulations dinner Thai spring rolls for breakfast. I could do some cookie baking, but that would take some effort and perhaps propel me out of my state of limbo. So instead, I wait, killing time by tinkering with my blogger template. And wonder - why do the Catholics think limbo means "the temporary place or state of the souls of the just who, although purified from sin, were excluded from the beatific vision until Christ's triumphant ascension into Heaven"? I mean, that's just silly. Clearly, as both Elmo and David Hasselhoff will tell you, the limbo is a dance. Maybe that's my problem, I am not dancing nearly enough (if at all). I should get off my ass and dance, and try not to put my back out while I'm at it. And then I'll have a nap and watch Days of Our Lives to see if my prediction of a Belle and Sean getting back together in time for Christmas is on track. After all of that, maybe I will have the evidence I need to make everything "official"...I'll let you know.