So this morning, I woke up at precisely when I needed to be up, maybe a few minutes earlier, bounded out of bed, halted to a stop in the middle of my living room, rubbed my eyes, threw up my arms in frustration, swore to myself and exclaimed, "Screw it, I don't want to put on pants" and jumped back into bed, where I woke up five hours later.
It's just one of those days, I suppose.
13 years ago
1 comment:
oh man
i have those kinds of days all the time! it is soo frustrating especially when you have a whole plan for the day of all the stuff you will accomplish, and then when the alarm goes... it just seems like too much effort. gah
one day i will be regimental
is that a word? is that the right word?
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