Now that the couch is ordered, I have boots, and I escaped the layoffs, I’m feeling the end-of-January slump. It’s hard to be excited at either job, so I’ll just have to remind myself:
Of course, I don’t know what that target is, but at least it involves a cat picture.
“I’d say in a given week I probably only do about fifteen minutes of real, actual, work.”
“It’s not that I’m lazy, it’s that I just don’t care.”