step the hell AWAY from the computer by 10:30 PM

It just isn’t happening.

so far, not so good. I get home really late on Wednesday nights so I only just realized the time . . .

bedtime now

I can spend ages on the computer, chatting online, cruising around 43Things, writing lengthy e-mails, investigating the Random Curiosity of the Day . . . but there are things I want to do beyond my laptop. Getting to bed at a decent hour, yet still getting to read a little before I turn off the light (actually, I’ll read in bed regardless of what time it is that I’m in bed. How else am I ever going to finish Vanity Fair?). Getting up early enough to go for a real walk. Cleaning. Making plans. So many things. I deplore the amount of time I see my father spend online instead of otherwise, yet here I am. But look, it’s goal-oriented time, right?

It would be ideal if, at 10:30, a heavily-padded boxing glove would pop out of my computer screen and alert me to the time by bopping me gently yet firmly on the nose.