I don't know how I manage to do so little in one day. It's 3:30pm and I'm just getting my act together to go to the gym before Happy Hour tonight with Ben. AND the only thing that is motivating me to actually get up and go to the gym is the fact that Acme and my bank are on the way to the gym, and I somehow remembered (through my sloth and lack of motivation) that today is pay-day. That is how lazy I am. I can hardly remember that it's pay-day.
I'd like to continue fooling myself into believing I'm lazy because I've been sick and am recuperating. But that would just be a fallacy. I've been this way ever since I got home in August. HELP!
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