Stopping by Blogs on a Lonely Evening

Whose blogs these are I think I know.
We've never met in real life, though;
No one will know I'm stopping here
To watch my dash fill up with posts.

You probably would think me weird
To stop doing my homework here
Between my midterms and finals
The darkest evening of the year.

My conscience gives my mind a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the hum
Of laptop fan and me, awake.

The Web is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have my grades to upkeep,
And months to go before I sleep,
And months to go before I sleep.

Apologies to Robert Frost.