...listening to the new Spoon disc, and finding excuses not to do my Accounting homework. If it is true that desperate times call for desperate measures, the fact that I am actually posting here may be a testament to my lack of enthusiasm.
Is this anything? This Spoon disc, I mean. It’s the second go-‘round, and, while not objectionable, I have not decided whether there is enough substance here to claim that it is something; though, I am becoming partial to track # 3.
Here, I sit; book open, calculator at the ready, yet nary a calculation has been scratched from pencil to paper. But I did connect all of my doodads to the USB hub I picked up today. That’s something.
I really should do my work. I have five problems to do that will take a few hours and a dozen sheets of paper. Or, I could do my laundry instead. I have one more pair of underwear left before I will be down to THAT pair of underwear. You know the ones – we all have that one pair of last-resort panties that sit in the very bottom of the panty drawer.
And, my truck is in sad shape these days. I could go outside and wash the week-old trip to the beach off of it, and vacuum the sand out of my floor mats. I never let my truck get this scummy. I can’t stand a messy vehicle.
Or, I could sit here and do my homework, like I am supposed to be doing.
*sigh* We’ll, see...I’m not promising anything.
It’s something, I have decided. This Spoon disc, I mean.