deluding myself

trying to pretend that i'm bored and that i have nothing to do tonight. right.


i walk over to the kitchen, scour the fridge, pick out a bowl and... i should throw that out... i pick out another bowl and... this one's rancid.... another one... i peer inside_ maybe i can eat this tomorrow so that i don't have to order out.

i notice that the freezer door is ajar. what's keeping it open? oh, fruit salad. must be from the neighbor. must have been my brother who put it there. (say goodbye to the fruit salad bowl, my dear brother.)


where was i?

i was trying to fool myself into thinking that i haven't a thing to do.

of course, the truth is, i really have to attend to some pleadings- there's a position paper that i have to submit to the NLRC by next week (though i've to have my Super check it first). and then there's this hearing that i've to attend on tuesday. (it's a Cross, so i have to prepare for it.)


and yet sometimes_ why is it just so easier to be lazy?


so here i am, stuffing my mouth full of buko shavings and canned fruit and cream- doing absolutely nothing....

dum dee dum dee dum.


i promise i'll exercise tomorrow. =)