All this week, I've got training. It's the same stuff we have EVERY year, so it's really pretty boring, but at least it's a week out of the office. Since I still have to work my regular Saturday this week, and I was in training on Monday, my regular day off AND since half the training today was stuff i didn't need to attend, I was told to just take today off, as my Monday, and just take the other stuff today another week. Which was cool. oh, I had plans for today: laundry, or dishes, or cleaing the coffee table, or changing bedsheets or maybe ALL of the above. And what did I do? Slept in. Got up. Watched TV. Showered. Drove to get my comic books. Came back here and got online.
I am the very definition of industrious.
I enjoy these type of days, jsut laying around doing nothing, relaxing, recharging. A part of me feels guilty, that I'm wasting the time, but the majority part of me just says, "Screw it. Let's be lazy." And, thusly, I am.
Oh well, back to the grind, such that it is, tomorrow. Today, I'm a slug. Tomorrow, I'm...well, not much more than a slug, but a bit more than one, I suppose.
POLT = listening to "I Love New York" by Madonna
Freedom is how free your enemy is.
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