Lethargy

I really don't feel like writing. I really don't feel like doing much of anything. That's why I trimmed my beard, went grocery shopping, and cleaned the kitchen. I still need a job. Oh, jobs.

Werbel's been lagging. My momentum's been lagging. I'm trying to keep in motion. Baby steps.

So, how are you? Like for really real: how are you? I once heard of a man on the street who had a sign that said he'd pay anybody $1 for their story. If I had a dollar, I'd pay you for your story. What's my story? It's long and detailed. I find it silly when people ask me about my story. If anyone is going to be properly serious, his or her story is flippin' huge! I do my best to offer germane summaries.

My fingers feel lazy. I feel lazy. I just might be lazy.
la•zy |ˈlāzē|
adjective (lazier, laziest)
unwilling to work or use energy
Dang it. I guess I'm not lazy.
leth•ar•gy |ˈleθərjē|
noun
a lack of energy and enthusiasm
I think I might be lethargic.

It doesn't really make a difference. Ever since "irregardless" showed up in the dictionary, I just can't trust it anymore.

I guess that's about it.

Pip pip, cheerio.

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