Sleeping in until 11 every day makes me feel as though I have no worth/nothing to contribute/a super bad sleep schedule.
Silly, right?
No. It's not silly,
because I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels that way.
For example.
Yesterday, June 4, 2012.
Was probably the laziest day of my life.
Obviously I did this for a while.
My gracious, I have to stop. It's not healthy, I tell you!
New Girl was my companion and personal comedian for 4 hours.
Yes. FOUR HOURS.
Too much Schmidt will make you insane.
I think I am turning into him.
Not good.
Thanks do a dear friend, and also a fellow feline fan,
I found this cat app.
Not only does it make ideal noises to confuse your kitty,
but it has a Human to Cat translator.
Me-WOW.
Nothing could be more legit.
Going to work from 6-12pm
was the only thing that was semi-productive.
But it's too much fun to be productive
when you're working with Kelsey.
Need less to say, she is the McB****in to my evening.
Confused? Good.