Confession time

Confession is good for the soul, so They say. I've just spent about two whole days glued to my laptop, looking at various kinds of stuff, some wise, some not. I haven't done any housework, or had a bath, or cooked a meal. I am so BAD! Around me the towers of unwashed dishes soar towards the ceiling, the cats meow piteously because I take no notice of them, and the bed goes unmade - I just crawl into it with my clothes on when I feel tired. Am I depressed? Probably. Am I addicted? Certainly. But back to work tomorrow, so I'll have to bloody well straighten up and fly right. Mrrrp.