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?!


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.:)