I have been lazy

All week. And weekend. I'll update soon, if you stop staring at me so disapprovingly. You know I can't stand it when you look at me like that. All sad and forlorn. It hurts.

You might think i don't care. I pretend that I don't, and laugh it off. But when you look at me all expectantly like that, I feel like I'm letting you down. And I guess I sort of am. I mean, you come here for entertainment. Or because I made you, but I'd prefer to think that you did it for your own enjoyment. And you show up, eyes agleam, hoping for a new post or awesome steak-based rap battle. And when you realize that it's not there. . you get that look. That look of slight hurt covered with bitter disappointment.

Just quit it.