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! 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? I'll have to consult that to-do list/post-its to figure out what else needs doing. I should put that on my to-do list.... Oh! Addendum! look for jobs/form some kind of plan workout fill out loan shit go to work! early! moar! It's funny how easily those things escape me when I'm not paying attention.
The wandering thoughts of a curious soul.