Ya da dum dum dum...

What does one do, I ask, when one has attempted to force oneself to go to sleep at 10:30, but finds she can't?
Does she roll over and try to get her obstinate cat to cuddle?
Does she turn on the light and pick up her book?
Oh, no. Of course she has to get up and, not bothering to turn the lights on, do a blog post. Is she aware that this effort is futile, as even though her entire advanced comp class has access to said blog, nobody is going to read it? Theoretically?
Now, that is a difficult question...
Hypothetically speaking, a person whose blog was guaranteed to be read might comment that, say, she wouldn't be able to attend homecoming, as she'd be at her cousin's wedding in New York. She might suggest the amazing movie Hamlet 2 to her classmates, or ask them how they were doing with their personality essays.
However, since I my musings are happily unread, I am in a position to rave about Jane Austen's Mansfield Park, or lament that my friend Bianca STILL has not returned my copy of Jane Eyre (which I want to reread, dammit!). I could even comment that my grandmother's pug puppy, Baby Dinkles, though cute, often behaves like a screaming hell-demon bent on sucking out my soul through my ankles, with no ill effects.
But no one's reading this, so what would be the point?

Many happy returns,
Yours &c,
E. A. Weatherfield