December 16, 2002 :: 12:28 a.m.
damn that pesky lack of motivation
Ow. This desk setup makes my shoulders hurt like a mofo. I don't really know why... maybe chair to desk distance is too big or something. I can sit at my computer for hours at a time at school and not be bothered, but after 15 minutes on it at home I'm ready to give up and beg for a massage and a heat pack. Too bad I have no chance of getting either of those, because a) no massage person (read: no Adam) and b) no heat pack. Damn. Oh well. Onward, Christian soldier. Or non-Christian soldier, in my case.
My dad gave me some money to buy Christmas presents tonight, so Adam and I went to Borders in Colonial Park and did some shopping. Well, I did some shopping; he did a bit of returning and a whole lot of wandering. I felt kind of bad making him roam around by himself while I tried to buy presents, but two of the four things I purchased are for him, so it all works out. I ditched my original plan for Joe's present and got him How It All Vegan! (a wacky vegan cookbook that I heartily recommend) and a really funny book about cross-dressing. Adam and I split the cost of that last one, so it's all joint presenty. Now I just have to get something for Carla, the prayer flags for Adam (brother), a CD case for Mason, a box of Godiva chocolates for my dad, and something else for Adam (boyfriend). Goodness, you say there are only HOW many days left until Christmas? Nine? Goddess help me. That's all I can say.
I'm so bored. It's really sad, because there are things to do. Lots of things. Buy/make/wrap presents, draw/paint things for my portfolio, clean my room, get a job/work at the job that I already have, read, sleep, etc, etc. Wow, that was a pretty "/" heavy sentence, eh? Yeah. I don't know. I'm just lazy and unmotivated, I guess. Sucks quite a lot, because while I freely admit that I am a very lazy person, it doesn't exactly do wonders for my self-esteem to just sit around and ignore life for no reason at all. It's not like most of the things I have to do are unpleasant, especially the arty stuff. But for some reason I just can't get to into the mood to do any of it. Bah! I just want to sleep, preferably with Adam. Sleep is my bestest non-human, non-animal, non-material possession friend ever.
Feh. I don't think I can stand this uncomfortable computing for much longer, at least not right now. So I'm going to go read and devise grand and devious schemes that will allow me to conquer humanity using only a Swiss Army knife and a can of hairspray. Mwahaha.
'Night.
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