I’m probably the only person who’s going to find this ironic but I’m writing about my lack of motivation.
I’ve been up since 6:30 or 7am. I’ve had my laptop either in my lap or close by the whole time and I’ve written eleven words for Sims 3 Gamer. And it’s not like what I’m writing about is hard stuff or anything; stuffed bunnies aren’t exactly brain taxing things.
Unless they’re zombie stuffed bunnies…and then they’re brain eating things. There’s a difference.
Since sitting in the house, thinking about what to write and then going off on weird internet search tangents obviously isn’t working for me, I’m taking the kids on an excursion.
We’ll probably end up going to Burger King or somewhere stupid and be gone a total of like 20 minutes but it’ll be good for all of us to get the hell out of here for a few. I might even take the dog. I’m tired of looking at the dog mope around.
Also, if you find my motivation, send it back to me? Please?