This Week

Has been almost all about work. I haven’t been doing much fucking around, little IM conversations during the day… just cranking things out for the employer. Which is not to say I’m complaining. Actually, I feel like I’ve gotten a fair amount done this week, and I’m looking back over the past few days with a sense of satisfaction.

Outside of work though, I just sort of come home and slump. The place is a wreck (clothes everywhere, almost every visible surface has something on it). This is the thing about living messily – after a few days, it starts to feel normal.

Hopefully I’ll get motivated to clean this weekend. And get my ass to the grocery store. And Stanley’s Vegetables. And do all those piddly, stupid little chores that seem so time-consuming during the workweek, the ones I avoid at almost every cost.