I feel like I should be writing here, there and on yonder but I really don't feel like it.
I'm thinking I need to nap instead. Go underground. Try with all my might to think happy positive thoughts while trying to not kill all the stupid women in carpool. Sit with the windows closed and blacked out. Quit staring at Facebook. Watch Hoarders. Eat some brownies and then Flaming Hot Cheetos. Loose my phones. Take a Xanax. Watch some depressing shit on t.v. Better yet, watch some equally crapping reality t.v. Order a pizza. But then again, I would have to find my phones to do so. Sounds like to much effort to me.
Yea, I think I'll just go with the nap part. I can't remember the last time I was able to just relax all day and do absolutely nothing. 13 years ago, maybe? When I wasn't married?
Hmmm....See? Even my horoscope agrees I need to go into hiding.