
Namely, where I get further proof that sanity only makes up .001 percent of my brain.
3:00
"Okay, Chris has gone to work; time to do the same. I'm going to get some laundry done and some dishes and then maybe I'll dust, too. . ."
3:45
"Yay, livejournal is fun. La la la."
4:30
"...crap."
4:45
"Have I eaten today?"
5:45
"So maybe chores can wait until tomorrow. Today I'll just go through my CDs and see what I can cull out to sell on the next run to Joplin."
6:30
Some work is done! *Hallelujah Chorus plays*
6:40
"Hey look, that user has a nice Ralph Fiennes icon. I need one."
"Actually, you need to do something resembling work today."
"I did."
"Less than an hour of it does not count."
"Yeah, yeah. Y'know, there are not enough Strange Days icons out here. Should watch that again-- no, I don't mean right now, so don't give me that look."
"Does it worry you in the slightest that you're holding a conversation with yourself?"
"Should it?"
"Oy vey."
"And I've never seen Oscar and Lucinda. Also, been a while since I've watched Wuthering Heights. Time for an amazon.com visit. Then I can look up some more icons."
"Sure, now you develop a schedule and some concentration."
"I just have to be properly motivated, that's all."
"So that's what they're calling it these days?"
"Hush."
"All I'm saying is that-- ooh, I like that one."
"Heh. Welcome to the dark side."