I blame the booze

The other day, I was thinking about myself, and I realized that I've become really boring. I don't do any of the interesting things that I used to, such as painting, collaging, writing (what I believed to be) clever blogs, etc. I am totally generic. I feel as though all of my creativity and march-to-a-different-drummer-ness went by the wayside and I became vanilla almost over night. My brain has been hijacked by my career, my new family, my day-to-day responsibilities. I have pink sparkly acrylic nails. What the hell has happened to me?!