dammit, i had this really profound thought while i was coming up from the basement, then i got busy doing… well, nothing, and i’ve forgotten it. that’ll learn me.
my big accomplishments for today: taped shows watched, laundry laundered, body showered, coffee quota met & hard drive defragmented.
i was sitting on the futon, procrastinating vacuuming (i still am, can you tell?), and i realized just how much i *love* doing nothing. just sitting. maybe picking at a zit or braiding, unbrading, rebraiding my hair. not thinking. not. doing. anything.
hey, i’m pretty zen, huh? yeah, i know. it’s just a nice way to say “fat & lazy like buddha”.