Ooooog.
Today was a treadmill day.
You know most days, you walk along at a decent pace and eventually you get somewhere. Then you go home.
Today, I ran and ran and ran and didn't get anywhere. I think I'm actually farther behind. And I'm not home yet.
Laundry can suck it. Once I'm done here, I'm going the hell home and eating dinner and reading 'til my eyes fall out. Because that's all I want to do. Nyah on you, laundry. I can wear my granny underpants. I don't need you.
But I did amuse me. I was humming "Trailers for sale or rent" to myself. But in my head the lyrics were suddenly: "Sailors for trainin' or rent." And that seemed much better. Too much nautical in my life. Am going loopy.
You know most days, you walk along at a decent pace and eventually you get somewhere. Then you go home.
Today, I ran and ran and ran and didn't get anywhere. I think I'm actually farther behind. And I'm not home yet.
Laundry can suck it. Once I'm done here, I'm going the hell home and eating dinner and reading 'til my eyes fall out. Because that's all I want to do. Nyah on you, laundry. I can wear my granny underpants. I don't need you.
But I did amuse me. I was humming "Trailers for sale or rent" to myself. But in my head the lyrics were suddenly: "Sailors for trainin' or rent." And that seemed much better. Too much nautical in my life. Am going loopy.