lazy
The paragon of lazy is my being today, at this moment, as it has been all day.
I hardly think waking up late, dropping my car off at the dealership, working for an hour, going to lunch, and picking up my car, counts as an actual day at the office.
It is only mid afternoon, not even, and the motivation to do anything whatsoever is absent.
This could be due to the temperature, it is currently over 100 degrees, but it was 109 yesterday, and I managed to get actual work done at work, and even went to the store so as to put something edible in the fridge, since I doubt condiments count.
Pathetic isn't it, attempting to keep a journal when the happenings in your life are about absolutely nothing.
I hardly think waking up late, dropping my car off at the dealership, working for an hour, going to lunch, and picking up my car, counts as an actual day at the office.
It is only mid afternoon, not even, and the motivation to do anything whatsoever is absent.
This could be due to the temperature, it is currently over 100 degrees, but it was 109 yesterday, and I managed to get actual work done at work, and even went to the store so as to put something edible in the fridge, since I doubt condiments count.
Pathetic isn't it, attempting to keep a journal when the happenings in your life are about absolutely nothing.