I have the attention span of a gnat and the energy of a sloth today. It’s quite a paradox actually. (Btw, I never realized how cute sloths are just being lazy. Trust me, this is not the case for me.)
Now I lay here cruising the internet (biggest time suck hole EVER), craving crab legs (which cannot be had in Boerne), listening to the Liam’s slay bad guys (they – the bad guys – just won’t die! must be his version of a zombie apocalypse. or maybe he’s directing a daytime soap where the characters live forever and can return even after decapitation. again, I can’t focus enough to figure it out), and wishing I could watch the new movie We Bought A Zoo (they seem like my kind of people/story. then there’s Matt Damon. no explanation needed) without going to the nearest theatre (20 minutes away, requires I re-dress. not happening). You catch all that? Me either.
Meanwhile, I can’t quit wondering to myself when my traumatized toe nail will finally fall completely off (I’ll spare you the picture. You. Are. Welcome.), if I should cut my hair (if so, how much?) and what’s for dinner (damn, I really want crab legs!). And I’m hoping this movie doesn’t suck. Oh! AND for peace in the Middle East. Definitely hoping for that of course. (Please. I’m not completely shallow and self absorbed)
Um…yeah…. I’m NOW thinking a glass of wine is definitely in order here. Cheers!