Blog guilt & how I convinced myself I'm not being lazy right now.
Since I’ve started blogging with more frequency, I’ve noticed a few things. One, I get more visitors. This is always nice because visitors are what will inevitably pay the bills. (Bill?) And two, I freak out when I miss a day. All day yesterday I felt like I needed to blog, but I just couldn’t get myself to do it so I didn’t. This morning is different, I think, because feel well rested.
I went to bed last night around 9 after watching what could possibly be the worst movie I’ve ever seen. (What to Expect When You’re Expecting. Seriously, it’s bad guys.) I was exhausted and the boring movie made it worse. I thought about just sleeping through the movie, but that would probably have given me some terrible dreams about babies — my dreams are already too messed up as it is. (I just typed out “all ready” instead of “already.” It turns out I’m not as well rested as I thought I was.) The movie was supposed to be funny, but it usually wasn’t. Most of the time it was just ridiculous, and the times when it wasn’t ridiculous it was excessively gushy. Standard Chick Flick, I suppose.
Waking up this morning — at four-fucking-thirty, I should add — I felt pretty good, and couldn’t get back to sleep so I stayed up. Around 5:30 AM Levi and I went out for a run. I should note that a “run” for me is more like “an awkwardly slow half jog/stumble thing from which I take breaks, so I don’t die, every few hundred feet.” Now that you have the image of me half dying/running/stumbling along at 5:30 in the morning in your head we can move on. You should be proud of me, because I said I was going to do this, and I did. Actually, I think I said that I “should” start running in the mornings, which means I made no promises so you should be even more proud of me. I’m too lazy to fact check that last statement, so we will just assume it’s right and shower me with more praise.
I’m going to cut this one short, because I have things to do. I noticed this morning that I have a typo on one of my pages, which makes me look like more of an idiot than I really am. I also need to go make the blog rounds — if I’ve commented on your blog recently, you’re on my list — as commenting on other’s blogs increases the comments/traffic I get on my own blog. Think of it as networking.
That’s right, I’m not being lazy by sitting on my couch reading blogs this morning, I’m networking.