The Ticking Time Bomb of the Uninspired

8:10…Oh good grief. I still need to post today. What to say? What to say?
8:23…Still got nothin.
8:27…Hmmm. I feel a little ill. I BETTER NOT be getting H1N1.
8:31…I’m going over to play farmtown.
8:46…My farmtown flowers were totally dead from lack of water. Don’t tell Grandma.
8:47…I’m going to go clean my kitchen. Maybe inspiration will strike.
8:56…I’m back. Too big of a job to tackle at 8:56 on a Saturday night.
8:57…Should I talk about the boy that mooned me on the #1 Hwy this morning?
9:01…I wonder what the other NaBloPoMo writers are posting about tonight?
9:52…OK, I’m back. I wonder if they think I have been staring at this blank screen the whole time?
9:56…Becky has a good post tonight. I am totally copying her (and Melissa).
9:57...But not tonight. Too much work.
9:58…Feeling a little pressure here. Where is the inspiration?
9:59…Good grief. Its 10:00…what the hoink am I going to post about? My readers are counting on me. I can’t let them down.
10:00…I may be on to something here.
10:01…This is a pretty brilliant post if I do say so myself.
10:02...And I do.
10:05…I am totally posting this.
10:06…heh heh heh