I'm still tired.

Maybe I have leukemia.
Or that tired disease. Whatsit called? Chronic fatigue syndrome.
I just need a whole rainy day to lay around and watch movies. Maybe this weekend. Can't wait till I start housesitting and have a reason to do nothing. Of course, then I'll be jealous of all the stuff I'll miss. Or at least I'll pretend to be jealous to hide the fact that I'm a lazy P.O.S.

I just went and ate so I could put off going to the gym for another three hours.
Have to swim today. I hate swimming. Really loved to swim when I was a kid. Used to get super excited at the mere mention of a pool. But now I hate it. Now I know I'm swimming in a cesspool of human waste not-so-cleverly disguised by copious amounts of bleach. And often there are other people there, which I hate. It would be different if they wanted to play sharks and minnows. But they don't. They want to swim in my lane and make a big wake that splashes contaminated water in my mouth.
Maybe I'll run instead. I have three hours to think about it.


This might make the prospect more appealing.