Pulling The Blanket Up Over My Head
Apr. 12th, 2010 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladyspriteI have been trying all day to be cheerful and pleasant and maintain a positive outlook, and to be productive and hardworking and get stuff done.
I give up.
I am, as of now, curling up on the sofa in a little ball and pulling an afghan over myself. I am ditching my cooking plans for the night and ordering out instead. I am not going to do laundry, or clean the living room, or work out, or compose business letters, or anything. For once, I am going to slack the hell off. I'm not doing anyone else's work. And my work can all wait for a day.
I am going to lie here, and read stupid stuff on the internet, and maybe watch cheesy dance television, and play Nethack, and generally be a waste of carbon until I am tired enough to fall asleep without having nightmares.
Tomorrow I'll be good again. Tonight.... no.
I give up.
I am, as of now, curling up on the sofa in a little ball and pulling an afghan over myself. I am ditching my cooking plans for the night and ordering out instead. I am not going to do laundry, or clean the living room, or work out, or compose business letters, or anything. For once, I am going to slack the hell off. I'm not doing anyone else's work. And my work can all wait for a day.
I am going to lie here, and read stupid stuff on the internet, and maybe watch cheesy dance television, and play Nethack, and generally be a waste of carbon until I am tired enough to fall asleep without having nightmares.
Tomorrow I'll be good again. Tonight.... no.
