i must admit i am weak

its not that i dont feel ashamed at crawling back to the comfort of bluepants after just one day of water-fire-curry proof textiles
neither am i proud that my blog is still business as usual after i publicly lamented the need to kill it
i could bare all my worms and zits right here, right now
BUT [you see! i cant even stop buting!] being the sponge-for-determination kind of person
i shudder at the thought of people pointing fingers saying "look, he's decaying from the core"
like they always do on television.

so there, i am trying after all. you may stop sniggering now