Well, that's kinda how my day went, too.
If they had the Waste-A-Day Olympics, i would be crown fucking champion. Honestly, if you asked me one thing that i did today i would stare off and go, "duhhhhhh" in perpetuity. . . drool might even fall, after the first few hours of struggling, chugging thought.
Aren't you glad we're sharing? Are you enjoying this exchange? i at least hope that my complete massacre of a day has made you feel just the teensiest bit better about your own.
Dudes, don't waste your life. Trust me on this one. Get out of the house. That's step one. If i had just made it out to the hallway, things could have been salvaged. As it is, i surfed the internet, ate leftovers, and avoided doing laundry. Is there anything more pathetic?
i'm not sure.
Wait– there IS! Posting about it on your blog. ::yawn::
G'night.
(Merpanda is the lovely brainchild of Natalie Dee, who obviously does things with her days.)
2 comments:
I've heard that the first step to recovery is getting out of one's pajamas, but personally, I'm too comfortable to give a damn.
...i'm in my sweats as we speak. Hope no one's surprised!
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