Sunday, August 20, 2006

Sloths Have It Made

I've spent basically a day in the life of a sloth. Not that I'm complaining.

I slept in -- not because I stayed up too late, but just because I felt like it. So what if it's decadent? Once up, I took my time with my coffee and the Sunday paper. I didn't even bother getting dressed 'til nearly noon.

I'd like to tell you that once I got my butt in gear, I got industrious and cleaned the house, wrote a chapter -- something. But nuh-uh, didn't happen. I spent a big chunk of the day messing around online, reading, and watching some pure junk on TV. Did I enjoy myself? What do you think? Shoot, I wouldn't mind doing it again tomorrow. Alas, it's back to work tomorrow. Which means that now I have to shove it into gear and get my hair washed, nails done, yada-yada-yada.

The Word Patrol laid around on its butt today, too. Nary a rogue word got picked up. I'd stay in after dark if I were you. You just don't know what's out there on the streets.

Blogger still won't load pictures. What is up with that?!

4 comments:

kanrei said...

Welcome to my weekend world. It is a must to do that at least one day a week to recharge.
Did it yesterday. Watched a horrible shark movie followed by an even worse spider movie. What a great day.

Serena Joy said...

I agree. Recharging is a prerequisite to passable mental health.

Shark AND spider movies? Yowzer! I guess sharks are preferable to snakes, though. I'm not sure about spiders. Hell, now my skin is crawling.:)

kanrei said...

Does it help any if I told you they were badly animated giant spiders and even more badly animated sharks?

Serena Joy said...

Well, perhaps just a tad. If you dream about the damn things, though, it doesn't matter much whether they're badly animated.:)