if only laziness was a feat of accomplishment:
 
it's almost 11am and i'm still in pjs; still have yet to make my bed or even eat breakfast, because you see, all that takes energy whilst this morning i have decided to take an adment stance against expediating any form of such energy. so much to the extreme that even though my libido is about to explode into outerspace, i refuse to remedy the problem.

but at 12o'clock i promise to return to the functional and productive world at large. perhaps: eat breakfast, brush my teeth, wash my face, ______, finish reading Jonny Panic and the Bible of Dreams, get ready for work, and if i'm really good, stop on my way to work and register for classes this fall. it's just one of those days, you know?!?