Help! I've started typing and I can't stop!

I have seriously entertained the thought of getting off the computer several times over the last few hours.  I think, "Doritos sound good."  But they're in the kitchen.  I'll go get them as soon as I finish reading Sandy's foray into exprimental fiction. 

But then I have to comment, and, oh, wait, I see Joe posted a new story. I think, "I should clean up the kitchen from dinner."

But I have to comment on Joe's story first. Then I realize I need to check my e-mail.  I think, "Dan will be home soon, maybe I should put the couch back where it belongs."

But I realize that Peter has responded to the comment I left for Joe, requiring another response for me. Oh, crap, I didn't finish reading my e-mail. I scuttle over there as I think, "I'm out of soda, I'd like a refill." I only have a few messages, it can wait just a minute. 

But one of those messages say I've sparked conversation.  I really must see what my friend said.  It'll only take a second. 

But her comment reminded me of a quote, so I have to pull up my quotes document, and post it in reply.  In looking at those quotes, just to "refresh my memory" I see another that would be appropriate, too.

As I consider dumping my overflowing ashtray, (a disgusting habit, I know, who doesn't dump their ashtray?) I am distracted by yet another quote, by Thomas Jefferson, that leads me to typing his name into Google looking for more, when I realize that if I am going to research someone's biography, I should really be trying to choose on whom I am going to base my business report on female entrepreneurs. 

I open another tab on my nifty Firefox browser and type "Female Entrepreneurs" into the search box.  That doesn't return near as fruitful of a search as you might think, but it did lead to five new bookmarks on business plans and venture capital.  

I think "I need to wash Nia's clothes for her birthday party tomorrow."  But wait, I still didn't finish my e-mail.  I have a personal Gather message inviting me to Ladybug porn that I simply must see. On my Gather page, I see a query asking if I am smarter than a 5th grader.  Well, surely so, since I have the attention span of one.  I am pleased to note that I passed the test, though not with as much ease as I would have liked.  

I have come to the conclusion that as opposed to Gather making me fat, I am simply going to waste away in front of my computer.  I should be able to pass my online classes with ease, as I am always here, although my seated classes could become a bit of a bother.  I had to decline the enticement of an "I'm leaving Gather" article, as I now realize that I will still be sitting at my keyboard long after Gather is gone.