Blogomania

I have the computer today, and the irritating thing about it is, I just don't feel inspired to blog!

I should think there's some kind of mental conspiracy going on in my head. The little people in my head have obviously something against me, for at the moment that I'm just about to fall asleep or while perumbulating around on the MRT, inspiration strikes and I feel the epic blog coming on, and then horror of horrors, I find that I'm stranded without pen and paper, or I know that as soon as I manage to switch on the laptop that takes forever to re-boot, and am sitting in front of it, the inspiration would have flown out the window somehow.

Life. Just. Isn't. Fair!

And maybe it's just me, but I think I've been struck by an extremely virulent strain of blogomania. I'm increasingly finding myself seeing everything and anything in the blog perspective, whether it's supermarket shopping or making weird muffins or reading a book. I think I need therapy. And you know what the worse thing is, everything happening and occurence comes with a blog title as well as an introduction.

I think I'm going to go bang my head on the wall some more.