The day was pretty normal, probably, unclear what I had for lunch because the records are gone forever, since I didn't take pictures or what not, dear gods I hope it was not the asskicking friedrice I made earlier this week or the incredible sandwiches I've been having. Sometimes I cook so good and then forget about it, and it's just so disappointing, that's like losing your life.
In the evening, at 5.30 though I made oatmeal pancakes, drizzled the vermont maple syrup that foth (friend of the house) I brought as a gift several weeks ago. And sprinkled with cinnamon cocoa sugar. So so goshdarned good.
Went on a walk to try buy myself some sleeping pills so I could fix my sleep cycle, the fking Walgreens I went to was closed, tried going to the one near Porter, got annoyed halfway through and walked home. It was a solid walk, not the trip I intended though. Foth I was over and the guys played video games. Had trouble sleeping again, until 12 or 1, and I borrowed some gigglies from roommates to try to sleep. Sent cute messages to KP and deleted them because they were just mehh.
This is also when the laziness started. I have no doubt the current bout of laziness and out of discipline has two causes: the fucked up sleep cycle, and the gigglies I tried to use to fix it, which took away whatever remaining motivation I had.
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