I would like to prequel this log by saying that I’m possibly one of the laziest people around. At least Mike seeks out things to do when he’s bored. I subject myself to wallowing in self-pity. How pathetic! With that said, I think I can start the recovery process. You know the line, “Admitting you have a problem…” Whatever.
I have all these grand plans of what I want to do with my evenings while I’m at work, but by the time I get home my plans fizzle into self-indulgent desires like eating and instant messaging. What’s wrong with me? I’ve decided to try and stop my slothing behavior, but the question is HOW. Here’s my plan…
Wait, let me get back to you on that :)
