my love/hate relationship with laziness
Fuck, it just feels so good to sit here right now and watch the news. But, it would be even better if I were watching my Beverly Hills 90210 downloads. Problem is, I killed my power supply. I plan on going to my local shop to pick up a new one after work every day, but once I'm off work and see the bus, I rush off as quick as possible and head straight home, where I am sure to end up on the couch shortly after my arrival. So here I am, couching and whining about how I am on the couch. What makes this worse is that I'm getting hungry! Now I must make decisions, and it involves going to the kitchen and cooking. What to cook? Do I have everything I need? Can I use an alternative so I don't need to leave the house (and better yet, the couch) to get groceries? Do I really feel like cooking THAT?
On and on it goes, yet here I am, on the couch, with the glow of the CBC still beaming towards me.