No.
Ok. So I'm going to crack on.
I'm sort of thinking to myself "If you keep stopping, why do you keep starting them? WHY NOT JUST GIVE UP?"
And I've got a point. I don't ever start one because I want too, its purely out of need. I don't do a huge amount to keep my brain active - so I always figure blogging would remedy that a bit. But then, it seems the only active part of my brain is the short attention span bit that tricks all the factions of my brain, the ones with good intentions, that their time would be much better spent wondering about the house, endlessly flicking through TV channels and not washing up.
So I get the urge to blog, rather than a a needy urge to share everything with hardly anyone, but to stop my brain turning into a fossil.
Today is Friday. I assume it sunny outside, but as the blinds in my bedroom are never open, I can only assume. The sunlight coming the cracks is a give away, but I can't be 100% sure. For all I know a very, very slow nuclear apocalypse is happening outside. I'm going to assume it is sunlight. Someone would have called me by now if a very slow nuclear apocalypse is happening outside, surely? At least a text. Or I would have read it on Facebook. It almost certainly would be trending on Twitter.
It turns out it very little has happened to me, so far today. I'm still in bed.
