xchaosx

I have so much to do today... but I'm being such a lazy-butt.

I need to drive over to the college and pick up my mother's car. She wants it washed and cleaned out and I should be nice and do it for her. But I can't seem to motivate myself.

I also need to go to the grocery store.

And I should wash my dog sometime soon before his own sour-wet-dog stink gets any worse. This is all my mother's fault. She turned the hose on him while he was attacking the water the other day. And he's such a puffy dog that he takes forever to dry, thus causing a bad smell. Duke said that he mildewed. EWW!

More than anything, I should be outside, switching out the rear end on my hatchback car. But I can't lift the parts out of the back of the CR-X and Duke didn't answer when I called him earlier to see if he'd help.

But I'm still in my flannel pants and tank top, being lazy as hell, and not venturing past the comfort of home. I just now got around to taking my niceness medication, but I don't think a few hours offtime will effect me. It's causing some horrible shakes still, but I was told that side effects like this could take up to a month to iron out. Blah.

I think I'm off to force myself into the sunlight and further, a productive afternoon. Let's see if I fall to a flaming, screaming pile of ash?

Doubt it, but it would be my luck, ya know?

P.S. Duke, when you wake up and likely read this, call my cell, bebe'.