The last week has gone by really slowly/terrifyingly easily. At the same time. Mildly unsettling.
I need to get moving. Do stuff. It's just...so grey outside. And dark down here. I can't wait to move out. I'll get so much more done, I'm sure of it. Ironically I won't be able to move out until I start getting more done.
Life can be such a bitch, eh?
So, I need to...do things! Ergo, BULLETTIME!
Oh! Addendum!
I need to get moving. Do stuff. It's just...so grey outside. And dark down here. I can't wait to move out. I'll get so much more done, I'm sure of it. Ironically I won't be able to move out until I start getting more done.
Life can be such a bitch, eh?
So, I need to...do things! Ergo, BULLETTIME!
- stand up.
- turn on lamp (light helps?).
- get coffee.
- (optional: make to-do list/post-its.)
- get more coffee. lots more.
- edit Bad Movie Monday review.
- schedule auto-post for BMM.
- eeeerrr.........
- make bed?
Oh! Addendum!
- look for jobs/form some kind of plan
- workout
- fill out loan shit
- go to work! early!
- moar!
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