Fuzzy Jackets

Feb 09, 2003 18:38

I have fuzzy jackets on my teeth. It's another lazy Sunday. I'm debating whether to go to the gym or not - it's dark outside, and I'm going to a movie in three hours. I'm very skeptical of Leonardo DiCaprio, but apparently Catch Me if You Can is supposed to be quite good. I have $10 in movie money to spend before I move, and tonight is the night. I should go to the gym. On the other hand, three hours can potentially pass pretty fast just sitting here at the computer, and I'm tired of the gym. I really should go. I really don't feel like it. I've been in my pyjamas since I woke up - I even went to a meeting in my pyjamas this morning. I love lazy Sunday's, and yet at the same time, I hate them. It always feel good, lazying on the couch, watching movies, not stepping outside, but by the end of the day, I feel, for lack of a better description, blah. I don't take very many lazy Sundays, but when I do, I'm the champ. I barely move off of the couch -only to fetch food from the cupboard, or to answer the phone, and sometimes I don't even do that.

My guitar is going to be back in a week - I can hardly wait. It's getting re-strung and I miss my baby. I haven't played it much lately, and all of a sudden when it's gone, I have an incredible hankering to sit down for hours on end and strum. I love the feeling of the wires beneath my fingers, and the hardening of the pads of my fingers. I've been searching for sheet music on the internet for hours, Indigo Girls & John Denver ( for which I never lived down in high school). I absolutely love them both, and their songs are so much fun to play!

The decision's made. I'm skipping the gym. I think I'll go brush my teeth!
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