You can’t do it. I’m only posting here today because I promised myself that I’ll try to have something on my blog every freaking day unless there’s a real big reason why I wouldn’t be able to blog. Like not having access to the Internet. Otherwise, I’ll have to force myself to write something.
But as it turns out, I’m sick enough to not have any idea of what I could be writing today. The only thoughts I could generate are “uuuuuuuuurgh” and “meuuuuurrrrrrngh.” I believe the sounds I’m making are scaring the cat.
I think the worst part about this is that I always thought I could be the type of writer who could power through writing even when my immune system is waging war against whatever virus is making me look like I’m one of the walking dead.
Meanwhile, I find out that it’s been FOUR years since I opened an account with WordPress. Huh. Imagine that. And I haven’t done anything substantial with it.
God, I really suck, don’t I?