ihavebeenfloated

I don’t know what the hell got into me, much less where it came from, or why, but I was super productive today. This is why I sit around on my ass all miserable on my days off, it motivates me to get two days worth of stuff done in a few hours. I’m not sure why I do this, but I end up feeling a lot better about wasting time when I do something like this.

I got home from work and took a shower. Listened to some Faith No More while I realized, “Why do ALL of my laundry at a laundromat, when I will be at my sisters house on Monday and can do all my laundry for, uh, free?” So I packed up all my essentials, meaning my scrubs, thermals, underwear and socks, and headed to the laundromat.

It was ten in the morning, and I planned to stop by Target while my laundry was running. I realized, “Why not waste time? I have quite a while to go before it hits two o’clock, bed time, so why not go to Target before I even stop at the laundromat?” So, I stopped by Target and picked up some Neutrogena Healthy Skin Face Lotion for Sensitive Skin (which is really nice) and Body Clear Body Scrub (which will hopefully rid me of those goddamn awful zits on my shoulders/back, not that you really needed to know about those but GODDAMN DO THEY HURT, especially when someone gives me a “good job” pat on my shoulders and I have to try not to scream).

After that, I put all my laundry into a washer and set it up so it would take as long as possible, which means “Heavy Soil, Extra Extract” and clocks in at a good 45 minutes. (*Editor’s Note:* Wow, this is fucking boring!) I decided to head home to look for where a local Hallmark store was to finish up the nearly final bit of Christmas shopping I had to do. On the way home, I realized, “Well, shit, I’m hungry. Maybe I’ll stop at Robertos, this cheap ass Mexican food place, and pick up some food!” So, I did.

And I ate. It was good.

By the time I finished eating and looking up the Hallmark, my laundry was done! I drove my ass all the way back to the laundromat to put my clothes in the dryer. Drove all the way to Hallmark, picked up some hella expensive cards, hella expensive wrapping paper, hella expensive ribbon, hella expensive gift tags, and GODDAMMIT I FORGOT TO GET TAPE! MOTHER FUCK!

Fuck, I’m stupid.

I’m going to sleep, I have utterly failed. I might have well just laid in bed all day and done nothing at this rate.

Fucking tape. Goddammit.