Okay! Fine! I admit it! I am one of these kind of people - I just don't have any
self-control. Here's how it
inevitably happens:
I can feel it
staring at me. A
shiny new Dilbert calendar. Yes, it's only
January 26th, a full 339 days left in the year. But it, the
evil Dilbert calendar, is whispering to me, "
Read ahead in me just a few days..." I can feel my body being drawn towards its
wonderful Dogberty goodness.
My brain screams out, "No! You must stop yourself! There is only a
limited amount of fun available each year, don't waste it now! Stop!" Ignoring it, I slowly reach towards the calendar, my
hands shaking. Suddenly, I reach out and snatch it! "Mine! All Mine," I
cackle madly.
Timidly, I peel forward a day.
"Hehe," I laugh. "That was a good one - I wonder what the 28th will be like?"
The next thing you know, I've progressed to the middle of April. I then realize my
foolish mistake - I have wasted 4 months of fun in a single day!
"What was I thinking?" I
weep to myself. If I could only figure out a way to keep those
temptatious voices out of my mind. Argh!