after predictably gobbling up Mr and Mrs. Smith,
the soundtrack's version has replaced in my heart Ministry's cover of Lay Lady Lay.
and left me considering my own scene of alternately punching my man in the face and fellating him.
it's 1pm and i'm drowsy, faint, and sore, slowing down my agenda for my rare day off.
it's either caffeine withdrawal(too cliche) or just oversleeping, used to waking up around 5a.m.
i have executed most of my plans, including securing(?) my TOPS reinstatement and purchasing a mop.
all that's left is utilizing the mop of my floors (iffy), buying a cute shirt, and probably passing out under the sun in a park somewhere.
as i was on my errands, i thought i'd like to have most of my summer days free like this.
but i'm reminded how by now, on any other weekday, i've usually completed a half day of work and have at least $55 of tax-free cash in my pocket.
!!
i can't wait to get crunk with
1800marshall tomorrow night.