Your eyes look like they've seen too much.
I've spent the last week and a half of my life forgetting that the gym exists, laying around for hours, watching too much TV, drinking...and then doing laundry and going to bed, hanging out with a bunch of d00ds, tip-toeing through a sea of filth and eating the most awful things. I just had a leftover slice of pizza for breakfast. And waffles. I know, I know. So healthy, right? Ugh, if I ever see ricotta cheese or maple syrup again I might cry.
I quit my job because I'm an idiot. Well, no, I'm not an idiot for quitting because I had planned on doing that anyway. I'm an idiot for just doing it so suddenly. However, I will live because I will not miss pretentious city people. Not one damn bit. Now I'll live on the $60 I have until I get another job. Apparently I don't really care about anything at all these days. Or is it ever? Do I ever really care? No, I don't think so.
Okay now I'm going to lie to you all (and myself) and say that I'm going to go to the gym. Ha, fat chance. See yaaaaa.