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Daily trivia,
Pictures of Emm
I’m not sure who’s in control here, me or the Blog. Ever since I started posting on a daily basis, I don’t feel the day has gone well unless and until I have published yet another piece of trivia, or at least a picture of Emma. I’ve see this condition described elsewhere as blogorrhoea, but in my case I prefer to think of it as CBD - Compulsive Blogging Disorder. I’m a martyr to it. I even have a reserve of posts to publish in case I am away from my desktop for a day or so, or if the Black Cloud of apathy descends upon me. How sad is that? I’m sure there will be a cure out there - some sort of aversion therapy, probably involving electrodes attached to ones genitals. (Or is that Guantanamo Bay?) But like all addictions, you have to want to be cured. And I’m not sure I want to be. For one thing, it gives me the opportunity to see what my Blogging friends have been up to on a daily basis. For another, it gives me a reason/excuse to continue taking and posting photographs of Emma.
I’m not sure who’s in control here, me or the Blog. Ever since I started posting on a daily basis, I don’t feel the day has gone well unless and until I have published yet another piece of trivia, or at least a picture of Emma. I’ve see this condition described elsewhere as blogorrhoea, but in my case I prefer to think of it as CBD - Compulsive Blogging Disorder. I’m a martyr to it. I even have a reserve of posts to publish in case I am away from my desktop for a day or so, or if the Black Cloud of apathy descends upon me. How sad is that? I’m sure there will be a cure out there - some sort of aversion therapy, probably involving electrodes attached to ones genitals. (Or is that Guantanamo Bay?) But like all addictions, you have to want to be cured. And I’m not sure I want to be. For one thing, it gives me the opportunity to see what my Blogging friends have been up to on a daily basis. For another, it gives me a reason/excuse to continue taking and posting photographs of Emma.
