I have major goals today, one being a nap. Which may happen soon. Factor is about to leave for the annual celebration of all that is douchey in this world: Hoboken St Patty’s day. That’s right, it’s not even St Patty’s day, but Hoboken is so special, they put on an early celebration complete with parade. Every single time I’m invited to go I say no. This year is no different. i have no desire to be in Hoboken today. I actually have even less a desire to be outside at all - as the douchebags tend to migrate into manhattan after their celebration and everyone is just a sweaty green beer mess. I have things I want to go this weekend and I’m tired of losing my weekends… every weekend. I spend hungover days sinking into the couch waiting for my headache to go away when I could be editing photos, writing, figuring out how to make more money, and solving the world’s problems. Anyway, I’m happy with keeping this promise to myself. I’ve also promised me not to do things I don’t want to do. If I’m not into it, I’m not going to have fun, so why do it?
What amazing things I am going to accomplish today? Oh man, hold onto your hairpieces:
- nap
- pick up every stitch of clothing that is carpeting the floor
- clean this damn place
- set up my ebay thingee so Factor and I can have a proper vacation fund
- edit the ole photos
- make a list of damn thank yous that factor and I need to GET SENT OUT
- call my mommy
- maybe head to B Cup
- find some shareware that will make help/how to junx
- arrange the shelves so i can then order factor around to hang them
- get some itchy head stuff because my head be itchy yo.
- blog more
I think I need to set time aside to blog daily because I really miss it. I hate not doing it and then I get all weirded out that maybe i just can’t write about positive stuff. But then, that’s my writing style I think. I was like that in school - I had a hard time writing happy stories, but man did I go to town on the depressing stuff.
I love that one of the tags of this post is “douchebag celebration”.