I need to get off the fucking couch/interwebnet

Fuck.

Here I sit. I wanna cigarette. I want the day off, but JHC it's my last day on the job before a long and well earned ass vacation. It's not like I have a lack of pressing matters what need tending.

And yet, my ass is stuck to this white pleather nightmare, as if gravity were 8x as strong in this one spot.

Oh, I have the power to get up, perhaps. But only to piss, or make another cup of tea. After that I'm all exhausted and shit, and need a rest.

Here's my to-do list before we leave tomorrow at 9pm:
Bills
Rent
finish packing
chargers
mail parcels
burn DVD's for chad and Erika
clean

Not an exhaustive list, but not exactly easy either. I had better get a move-on, or, at least a movie on. Let's see, what haven't I watched yet...