Growing up is boring.

Drink Coffee. Do stupid things faster and with more energy!

After spending the past week doing chores in houses I live in, you’d think that on my day off, I would want to do something outside, or spend time with my friends or my boyfriend. It would stand to reason that the last thing I would want to do is clean any more. Well, rationality has no place here. I made two separate trips on foot to the dirty bird for cleaning supplies, and went to town on the bathroom sink and toilet, the windows in half of the apartment, and did my roommates’ dishes. I even had time to dick off for a few hours at the Beehive, drinking coffee and playing 5000 rummy with the boyfriend. Tomorrow, I’m going to get caught up on the laundry, probably re-clean the bathroom (I didn’t have the Method cleaners when I went at it last time, and I love those things.) and get some more dishes done. Maybe I’ll even clean the kitchen. There’s a lot to be said for getting a tad baked and cleaning to some good, energetic music. I feel very accomplished, and a lot less stressed out than I have for awhile.

On the plus side, I am making myself cease the boring productive activities to go to the show at The Rex tonight. It’s some country/rockabilly sort of thing. I have no idea if I’ll enjoy it, but I’m dating the ‘night manager’ so I don’t have to pay whenever I do show up there. I have to work at 5a.m. tomorrow, but something tells me I’ll be hanging around the theatre until midnight anyway. It’s a beautiful day, and I don’t see myself getting tired any time early enough to give me enough sleep for my shift. I’m just putting my faith in the free coffee, and hoping for the best.

Other than that, not much is going on in Snarkey land. I’ve been relatively boring lately, what with my determination to be a positive-minded cynic. Strangely, that makes an effective approach to a happy life, at least in my case.