Got shit to do and here I am chatting on FaceBook, singing along to P!NK (got’a get ready for June), and now writing a post.
Food won’t cook itself.
Washing won’t hang itself.
A suitcase won’t pack itself.
I won’t get clean if I don’t get in the bath.
But I’m chatting on FaceBook!
P!NK’S IN JUNE!!!!
I should just get my shit in order.
How about I put food on — oh wait! I’m getting takeout.
Alright, how about I order takeout, then hang the washing and have a bath while I’m waiting. Then it’s just the suitcase to pack, which I can do as I go along — how does that sound Tomos?
It should’ve been done already.