I didn't think it was possible, but it is becoming an even more satisfying way to unwind. Right now I'm vegged out, body semi-achey from running around at work today, with a hunk of dark chocolate next to me, courtesy of the easter basket I received from molly's mom when I woke up at 2:00 in the afternoon. Que terrifico!
I don't know what else to say. Working these past couple days has really taken any sort of interest to conversate or think out of me and stomped on it. This really kind of sucks. I don't care about being eloquent right now, right now I'm going to be a cranky diner waitress, sitting in her favorite chair in her pj's, watching the news. Right now I'm going to kick my feet up, decide that I can blow things off until at most tomorrow, and say, "fuck it".
Despite that rant, I've just realized I have a lot more on my mind than I thought.
There are no breaks, are there?
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