Slob Patrol

Don’t you just love long weekends when you are broke? You got lots of things to do without leaving the confined space that is called your home.  The essential options includes doing the grocery. But since you’re broke then the idea of having cereals and milk for breakfast will just remain…well, an idea.

You can do the laundry (because no one else would, of course), but you’re out of fabric softeners. One possible conclusion is that you forgot to buy them or you’re just flat ass broke that you denounce the very existence and availability of it.

The nonessential ones which would mean you not leaving the room or at least bat an eyelash would be to sleep, watching my fave tv series, read a book, and sleep (in any order you like) while the rest of the world (meaning the people you are leaving with eat, drink and be merry and oh watch korean novelas all day long).

I can’t believe that I slept more than I ate.  I got scolded for skipping breakfast and lunch because I was asleep and lazy and sulking all weekend. 

Because there’s something poetic about sulking and sleeping. It makes absolutely no sense but that’s just me right now.

And it’s Tuesday already, I’m supposed to love Tuesdays but currently I don’t because it’s just like Monday and I have to go back to work and open MS Excel again. Then by weekend, I can sulk again because I’ve reached September. September marks the ber months which means it’ll be Christmas anytime soon. And I hate Christmas not because I’m the anti-Christ or anything although that could be a possibility but I doubt because I’m actually docile and I haven’t pushed through my plans of world domination yet. Point is, Christmases around the world are nostalgic when in your 20 something. I actually stopped publishing my Christmas wish list since I dunno last year because I’ve come to realize that it’s pointless because elves and Santa doesn’t exist. No, scratch that actually I found out that Santa was my dad. So since he’s retired and all. Oh, go figure.

Besides that, there’ll be a lot of happenings in the next few months and I’m going borderline. 

So yeah, while I was sleeping over the weekend, I wasn’t really sleeping per se. I’m making a flowchart in my mind of the possible outcome of actions that I’m about to take. It’s like planning except when I was about to reach the end another realm opened and I was in my biology class when I was in college. REM beat me to it. And I end up dreaming about going back to school and getting stuck in the library doing my assignment.

In conclusion, I was really unproductive,broke and borderline lazy. Also, I need a shower. BRB.