Christmas is a disease. Not necessarily in an impaired health sense, but in the way that once Christmas break comes around I don’t want to do ANYTHING.
I brought home so many books to read and all my other works with the idea I was actually going to get some WRITING done, but it turned out that the lazy bug nestled itself right underneath my seat in front of my computer. Or couch, wherever I happen to park it at a given moment.
Tonight should prove promising, though. Going to my little brother’s basketball game and am then going to hang out with Erika, former Xanga buddy.
Remember xanga? Neither does the rest of the world. I actually went on it a couple weeks ago and found that people are still ardently using it.
All I want to do is drink Apple Cider and watch the Lions. But they only play once a week. I wish I had a gym membership. It’d be GREAT if I could go shoot hoops.