Morning of 2-16-6

I’ve been up for an hour and a half, and I’m still in my bathrobe, more or less resistant to do anything that would move me towards The Day. Sigh. Some mornings, I just don’t have it in me.

#2, rinse penis, tug, cloth myself, eat breakfast then. Ew. I don’t want to do homework. I shut down if I have nothing to look forward to.

I’m such a crybaby.

Hrm, how am I supposed to acknowledge my negativity without judgement? Easier said than done.

Sigh. On the plus side, my body isn’t sore/achy at all, so I’ll be able to exermacise hard this weekend. Today’s a day off from exermacise.