Okay, so I'm *finally* back after a ridiculously long and totally human-inflicted hiatus. But honestly? It feels kind of anticlimactic to me. I mean, I was so excited for my big comeback, but it took so long to get here that it kind of lost its luster. Ya know what I mean?
The whole scenario is kind of like the New Kids on the Block's appearance on the Today Show. There was so much hype about it, but once the internet leaked it everyone knew it was coming. So you'd think they would have stepped it up a notch, right? But they kinda fell flat. That's what I feel I've done and I apologize. I kept you at the edge of your seats and now that I've come back I have nothing to say other than "I'm Wiley, and I'm a Capricorn." Ugh.
I'm not washed up, and I don't think I look like a wax figure of the shiba I used to be, but I know that I have no excuse for what I've done to my adoring fans. But on second thought, I don't have an agent (or wrinkles and gray hair) so maybe I still have a chance?