Why do we beat ourselves up the way we do? Why punish ourselves for being human? I am sitting here wasting time on the internet, when I could be sleeping or talking to my hubby. Is there something pressing I am looking at or for? No. Just putzing around on the internet. I had intended to look at FaceSpace for a few, respond to a message or two, and then work on the outline of a story I'd like to work on. But the truth is that I am too tired, so I sit here, feeling guilty about not writing, not sleeping, not talking, and look at nonsense on the internet.

I have about 100 things that need doing: chores around the house and what not, we have company coming tomorrow. But instead of doing, or sleeping so I can do in the morning, I am looking at pictures of Dr Who and kittens.

Ugh.

Bed time for me. Wish I knew why I do this to myself.