Month: September 2007

Sloth and inertia

Could anyone tell me how to wring logic out of everything?

My senses are in a coma. All I’m left with are a half-awake brain and drooping eyelids — no matter that I’ve slept half the afternoon away.

I’m wondering where everybody else had gone and how I can get away from all this myself.

Gawd. I could use some tequila right now. And it’s not even four pm.

So, tell me how the middle of the week had been for you.

Coffee, anyone?