Writer's Block

I have been trying for days now to write the storyline out for my novella (LIE) and it has been unsuccessful. I have to come to grips with the fact that maybe, just maybe I have a small case of writer's block.
I have no desire to edit JF, but I want to write LIE because if I don't write it soon, I don't know if I'll be able to accurately portray the main character. Mostly because I'm 18 now and the character is 18, but I am sure I'll start to forget what it was like to be 16 and 17 and the brief moments in the story when the main character is 12.
I want to write.
I wrote on my fiction blog. I know that will do nothing to stop this writer's block, but at least I'm writing. That's the way to keep the juices flowing, right? RIGHT?
Anyways...
I still haven't bought a lottery ticket and it's almost been two weeks since I was 18. Good news though, I got my ID and had a chance to use it on the weekend. I bought a bottle of vodka and a bottle of Captain Morgan's. Don't worry, it wasn't all for me. It was in part to bootleg for my younger siblings (who have already been drunk, so I'm not the bad influence. Besides, if I didn't get anything, my father or step mother probably would have anyway, and this was a way to stifle my slight agoraphobia.

Ooo, by the way my cousin got married on Saturday, so congrats Alex and way to go Eddie, welcome to the family. If I remember, the next time I'm in Sherwood Park, I'll upload the pictures we took on the digital camera. They probably won't be of Alex and Eddie, but they'll be of me and my sisters and brother in nice clothes. That's good enough, I think.