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I am very, very good at being a lazy good-for-nothing. I'll get up in the morning and decide that I'll take a bike ride, do my homework, go apply for some jobs, finish putting away the laundry ... as soon as I check LJ, and all the webcomics I read, and maybe play WoW for a couple hours - and before you know it, it's 5:00 pm, my ass is hurting from sitting in a chair all day, and I've gotten absolutely nothing done. And by then, of course, I'm telling myself that it's too late to actually get anything done, so I might as well goof off the rest of the night and do everything tomorrow.
Y'know, it wouldn't bother me nearly as much if I actually got something DONE, like the fanfiction I'm working on or some drawings or even just a 20-minute walk a day. I don't even leave the house most days unless I'm going to class or we need groceries. I'm starting to hate this more than I hate being so damn big. I really, really need to work on, well, my work ethic. I just don't know how.
Also, I tried lobster this weekend. Didn't like it. Artichokes are much more yummy.
Y'know, it wouldn't bother me nearly as much if I actually got something DONE, like the fanfiction I'm working on or some drawings or even just a 20-minute walk a day. I don't even leave the house most days unless I'm going to class or we need groceries. I'm starting to hate this more than I hate being so damn big. I really, really need to work on, well, my work ethic. I just don't know how.
Also, I tried lobster this weekend. Didn't like it. Artichokes are much more yummy.
