When a blogger gets sick, terrible things work against the production of any blogging. The first phase is when the blogger is feeling less well than normal and starts to put off things because damn it, they feel like someone has used their body for rough sex last night. So they put off doing some posts they have in mind till the next day or maybe the day after that.
By the next day though, the blogger is now full time sick. Instead of feeling like their body was used for rough sex the night before, they feel like their body is being used for rough sex right now, by a team of sex-starved Alaskan housewives who have crossed over from desperate and right into dangerous and lubricated. No blogging gets done at this time and worse, other chores don’t get done either. The laundry piles up, the kitchen looks a little toxic and please, let’s not even discuss the bathroom right now. In this phase, the sick blogger is in chore freefall.
In the third phase the blogger is no longer sick and but because there are so many chores to be done, and so much blogging to catch up on, he feels like the janitor with the broken mop who has to clean up the dungeon after it’s been used by the Alaskan housewives. That’s a sticky mess. Sure, he wants to blog, but he also would like to have clean clothes again and maybe a kitchen that doesn’t smell of split pea soup.
Plus the blogger really wants to get laid.
See you tomorrow.