It is clear now that my nonchalant negligence and blasé air is all a show. A fragile facade under which I cower and curse and rend my garments. You see, I am not content with my pathetic laziness and procrastination. I would that I were of heroic determination and discipline, capable of withstanding any pernicious temptation and doing constantly that which is right... for me. My culpability weighs me down, friend-followers, I swear it on the grave of my deceased albino rat, Bebo. Would that I could write to you every day! About interesting themes, instead of my dull self deprecations. Indeed, this is a sad day... Or is it? You see, I am back! I am here. Here for YOU. And for ME. We can improve ourselves TOGETHER. Without a doubt, this is a glorious event! Do you not see? I have come crawling back to you, repentant, but more mighty for having overcome my malaise. I return, resplendent and valiant from the sad and noisome pit of shame. Dress yourself in excited preparation for brilliantly innovative or else otherwise mildly interesting entries. They are coming on the wave of cursory meditation. Get ready!
