... apparently these are my only options.
This weekend was full of plans that I didn't want to do. Obligatory birthday dinner with a friend I don't like (she's a cheap train wreck, but that's a whole 'nother story), brunch with a guy who obviously just wants to bone me (before lunch), help a friend of a friend move (I don't even like helping my immediate friends move), and go paintballing (which is usually fun, but I just got too much to do, and I'm feeling sore from my anti-gravity yoga class yesterday).
So I cancelled all my plans and was prepared to stay in and veg out all weekend, catching up on work.
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I told myself I was going to be productive today...
I woke up this morning, and said to myself "I'm going to get lots of work done today!"
Then I proceeded to fall right back asleep. (My bed is so comfy ever since I bought that foam mattress pad, it's got sleep inducing superpowers now).
When I awoke the second time, I sleepily turned my laptop on, put in my contacts, and proceeded to watch an Angelina Jolie movie (I love her), a procrastination defense second only to the evils of Facebook... oh the hours of life lost to that site...
But sometime between now and then, I did manage to brush up on my knowledge of the cardiac system seeing as I've somehow volunteered (what little precious time I have left) on helping out with a medical summer camp geared towards East Halem middle schoolers (ugh... why, I don't know, I hate children) . And some personal studying for the last test of my boards that I have still yet to schedule...
So after a delicious meal of swedish meatballs and mesclun salad with green apples, candied walnuts and gorganzola with balsamic dressing (all homemade in this household... see, I can be domestic), I settled in to get some reading done when....
"Hey, so you punked out of paintballing tomorrow, you at least gonna come out and grab a drink tonight with us or what? Don't answer that, just be ready, we're picking you up in an hour!" *click*
Yeah, I punked out of paintballing tomorrow and now I have to do shots and they're threatening me with a mechanical bull... man, Saturdays are hard... I can't wait for Monday...
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