ms. bitchalicious

it's a beautiful day outside and i'm in a fairly foul mood.
this is most likely ode to the fact that it's mardi gras and all my friends are partying their asses off while i'm stuck here in the Hub of Hell.
there are things i could be doing today. productive things. like cleaning my apartment before the health department pays me a visit and shuts me down. i could rearrange my bedroom so that i have a square inch in which to walk (crawling across my bed in order to reach the other side of the room just isn't cutting it for me anymore). i could be sorting through mounds of unworn clothes that i have accumulated over the past 10 years and donating them to goodwill so that i can hang the 5 shirts i do wear in my closet. or i could visit walmart so that i don't have to endure another meal of raman noodles and tunafish. or (best of all) i could be a responsible student and work on a paper or two.
but i've already made excuses for all of these things: lack of motivation, lack of funds, broken neck, etc.....
thus, it looks as though i'm doomed to waste yet another day of my life due to laziness.
i guess you just have to work with what you're given.