Either ironing, art class or masturbating. Not quite sure.
I should be folding laundry and deciding what I want for supper but oh well I am enjoying exploring the site on my first visit
Cooking dinner for Chuck. Fuck him, he can warm up those ribs he cooked yesterday himself. He's a big boy.
Should be fixing supper, but instead I'm here, right where I want to be...
Planing my load-out for the morning
Should be packing up my things
Sleeping off the sickies but have a new poem in works. .
Preparing the drywall for paint.
Beating the guys to the questions on Jeopardy!
Preparing some auction lots for sale.
I should be making my bed.
Writing two different papers or doing biology homework. Or studying for my test on Monday,
Cleaning up the 400+ emails in my inbox
Sleeping. Sleep shift disorder, a polite way of saying that your circadian rhythm is so fucked up by your work schedule that your body has quite literally forgotten how or when to sleep. It's fabulous.
Want to spend some time wallowing in a Recommended Read? Pick one! Or two! Or seven!
Sitting outside somewhere and enjoying the weather