Tomorrow I commute to Manhattan. It’s a good thing. At least that is what I keep telling myself. I am going to have to wake up super early so I have no idea why I am staring at this computer screen. I keep thinking about getting hypnotherapy to somehow stop this need of mine to always be online. I also think about getting botox in my forehead to stop me from furrowing my brow like Zelda Gilroy in The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis.
It was a nice Memorial Day but I am really not sure where the day went. Lisa and I went to Rice’s Market and I bought a straw hat and 2 necklaces. We came back home and I stared at the computer for hours. Then we had dinner with mom and dad. Back at home I stared at the computer again. Ugh! Why didn’t I do something productive?
I still haven’t watched the Netflix movies that came 2 weeks ago. I have to send them back yet I can’t seem to make myself watch them. What is wrong with me?!?
you have Netflixitis, that syndrome of letting the movies sit around for days or weeks until you decide to either watch them or send them back without watching them. Been there, done that. And I’m sure I speak for many other when I say we appreciate your endless hours staring at your computer screen. 🙂
You better watch out with hypnosis. If the hypnotherapist has a heart attack while you’re under, you could end up flipping out like that guy in Office Space. Wait, that guy seemed to have a much better life after that. Never mind.
Nothing a few inches of hot love won’t cure.