I won’t do it.
I won’t blog.
I’m tired (exhausted, really).
I haven’t showered in two days.
I’ve worked far too much and relaxed far too little.
I just need to walk by the computer.
Don’t sit in that chair.
You haven’t missed anything on the world wide web today.
Don’t even look inside the door frame because you might be beckoned by the floating screen saver.
I am a strong woman.
I don’t give into temptation.
I am weak.
I am all talk and no follow through.
I will write a blog of short sentences about not blogging and it won’t count.
Maybe today is the day those strange IP addresses comment.
Perhaps today I will discover the identities of my twelve to sixteen readers.
In that case, I need to leave a post to be commented on.
Comment about how ridiculous this blog is and what a waste of time it is.
You won’t find me disagreeing.
I’m the one who needs to shower and climb into bed.
If only the soft glow of the computer didn’t hypnotize me and lull me to this seat.
I will happily go into work unshowered again for some solicited comments.
They aren’t surprised by my hygiene anymore.
I am surprised by my lack of willpower.