I haven't blogged in approximately 85 years because annoying things keep happening to me and distracting me. For example, every morning I seem to wake up in a place where they expect me to read and write and do Latin from dawn til dusk. I wouldn't mind if this happened a few times a week, but it inexplicably occurs
every single day. Why don't I ever wake up in Fiji or Tuscany or to a nice winter morning in Finland? If I did I would be a five-star blogger, let me tell you. I would blog your socks off.
Some mornings, of course, are worse than others. Let us take today as an example. Yesterday I turned in my last paper and finished, printed, and bound my thesis. And I was so relieved because all I had left was my Latin exam at one o'clock today, and I've studied enough not to feel like it's my fault if I do badly. So I was lying in bed after my alarm went off thinking, and this is an exact quote: "I'm so glad I don't have to write anything analytical for a whole month. SO GLAD."
Ten minutes later, I checked my e-mail and discovered a message from one of my professors saying that in the paper I handed in yesterday, I did not answer both questions and could I please just do a short paper on the first one and hand it in? And I almost wept in awe of the gargantuan size of my stupidity.
If I had woken up in Finland this morning, this would not have happened.