So last night I told myself that I wasn't going to drink or smoke all week. Tonight, after I got off work I first drank--when I should have been doing homework--and then later smoked, before doing any actual homework (I had a math book in my hand right before though). It is going to be a long semester if I don't get my shit together.
The deadly sin of sloth is caused by depression. This is part of a small part of the brain that scientists refer to as area 25. There is a surgery that fixes this. So now people don't know if sloth is a sin or a disease. I love wine and the history channel. I also love sins.
Day 2: At a party Joe played guitar, Lani sang, Ian played harmonica, and I played snare for one song with no audience. It may have sounded terrible but it may have also been awesome. It's hard to say because we were all very drunk
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I can't decide if I want to be ambitious and do something. Anything. Or if I should just be content with doing nothing. This has been my day. Week. Year. Right now I'm just sitting. Maybe I should write. Or cook. Or at least finish doing my laundry. The reintroduction of television into my life is making it really easy to do nothing. I should do
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