Vacuuming.
I'll clean dishes and dust and wipe counters. I’ll pick up trash, throw away garbage, and remove tags. Laundry, easy, windows, no problem. But man, when it comes time to vacuum…..procrastinate. I’ll put it off for weeks, a month even if I can find time in my day to avoid it. And if I can then obviously I’m too busy to vacuum. What is it about this chore I dislike? It’s a vacuum, it’s easy, and it sucks the dirt up itself. It’s not like a broom which is horribly inconvenient or a mop which requires this whole water/soap set up. It’s pushing a thing around that does the work for me. If I was employed I think a Roomba would be on my future.
Speaking of unemployed, here is tactic 258 for trying to not get a job. DUPLEX RENTAL.
Yeah, wanna be a slum lord
Like a rock star
I got the feeling that my dealing is gonna take me far
Gonna buy a house,
Gonna rent it out
Gonna sit on my as at home all alone feeling with nothing to worry about
That whole last part was all lyrical and stuff, like a rap. Except the last line you sort of have to do it fast and pronounce all the syllables for it to work, especially the worry. You have to say wor ree. You’ll get it. Yeah I think I’m gonna buy me a duplex, rent out both sides of it and live of the earnings. If get lucky it’ll make me like 1700...or more. I’m good I can live off that. I’m excited...feel my excitement
So, more on the thumb, today, while vacuuming (and this may explain my distaste) most of my thumbnail came off with a resounding crack. Like the sky was torn apart with a ball peen hammer (That ones for Dylan). Actually I put my finger in my pocket and it basically got caught on the edge. Here’s a picture of it.
So...I broke down, I guess I can no longer procrastinate. All you people have been telling me all this time to do it so...i finally did.
I put a band aid on it
HAHAHAHAHAHAH YOU THOUGHT I WAS GONNA SAY GO TO THE DOCTOR, WHAT A BUNCH OF MORONS….WHOSE LAUGHING NOW
Ahem. No I didn’t go to the doctor. No job, no insurance…truly who’s laughing now?
I sculpted this and I’m rather proud of it. I’m going to paint it soon as well. I hope my father is proud of what his son’s long life has led too. One fantasy goblin sculpt. Are you crying dad...are you filled with pride!!?? WHO'S THE GOOD SON NOW!!! Time to do a new sculpt.
I want this, but its 600$ Too much even for me.
Age Quod Agis
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