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DAMN THE MASTER OF MY DESTINY 2003-04-30 | 1:24 p.m. I'm supposed to be on my way to a motivational seminar at the moment. Instead I came home to sit. That's it, just sit. I thought maybe I'd do a little drawing or reading or something that would actually motivate a person who isn't into to watching the so called "motivation of the masses". No. I appear to be motivated to sit and type and maybe eat a bit. Now there's something that really gets me going. Food. Last night I had all these grand plans to go to the gym (avoiding Satan of course) and maybe take in a little yoga or something good for the body. Instead of doing that I went to the Pizza Hut web site looking for coupons and when I didn't find any I still ordered the pizza. You thought I wouldn't. C'mon. I wanted myself to be ashamed but I wasn't. I just ate my pizza and watched American Idol like the country wants me to. I blame the U.S. for my lack of motivation. It's their fault damn it.
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