Empty and cheated

I was worried after I began my quest for 100 blogs in 100 days that my regular readers would feel, well, cheated. For whatever reason, they read my site (perhaps because I pay them, perhaps because, well, hi, Mom!), so they must be here for idiotic ramblings about my life, right? Which, I admit, have been few and far between lately. But to be honest, people, if I weren't such a stubborn bitch and determined to stick to the 100, I don't know how much I'd be blogging at all right now. Because I am really, really tired. The kind of tired where sleep doesn't change anything. Nothing does. And I know I just have to keep getting through the days until I don't notice anymore.