You
know how you're only half excited to go out so you pump yourself up by dancing
around your living room like a Swedish pop star in a warehouse.
Then you get
tired and have to take a break and you find yourself on Pinterest and next
thing you know 30 minutes of your life is gone?
Then you have to shower
because of your swede dance fight with yourself and it takes twice as long
because you start having a battle of the mind.
Should I go out? Should I stay home? Should I shave my legs? Did I just shampoo my hair thrice?
I PVRd the Five Year Engagement,
I really have to put my laundry away that's been sitting in my room for a week,
I need to arrange my Pinterest meme's in order if funniest to truth.
You know.
Things that could wait until Saturday night? No? Oh.
Me neither.
