It's a mystery to me why you have no interest to see my blog. If you had one I'd be all over that like flies on poo. Just now for instance when I said "Hey, how come you never wanna see my blog?" you were all like "I need to put this pie up" and then I see you going out for a smoke...... Is it because I have always had my hand in so many pots, making stuff left and right and making you look at it? Do you feel bored at the thought of me making you look at one more thing I made?........
But as much as I can't relate to your lack of interest, I also am not surprised nor offended. I have become accustomed to it. We are as married as it gets, I suppose.
You just came in from your smoke and said with all the saggy, weariness you could muster up , "Man, I'm so tired. I gotta get all the sleep I can tonight"..... And there you go to bed. Dodging once more the opportunity to mesh with me. I am the circle that resides in your square.