Whatever. David is in a production of The Pearl Fishers tonight at TPAC, so I have to pack up and look all nice and crap. Only, I don't feel like getting off my lazy arse to prepare for the journey. Instead I did this:
1.Contemplated making bed.
Didn't.
2. COFFEE!
Necessary.
She was indignant.
4. Vlogbrothers.
Hank.
5. Was leered at by my own pets.
Weirdos.
6. Wondered why I look so darn good in the mornings.
Genetics.
7. Wished Polly could use the toilet.
Useless.
8. Looked at laundry.
Did not begin packing.
9. Broke favorite necklace whilst reaching into the washer.
Took picture of it on bad backdrop.
10. Came up with brilliant plan.
Made millions.
Maybe I'll pack later.
- Bowman










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