IDRCIF (I Don't Really Care It's Friday)

Vacation time does trippy things to your personality. For example, note the title of this post. I actually adore Fridays, but when I'm not in school, Friday is any other day. I love downtime, but vacations are only really fun for the first couple of days, possibly the first week. Then all enthusiasm magically disappears. Plans to be creative and swim everyday and hang out with friends and feed the homeless all summer turn out to be endless days lying supine on the couch watching endless reruns of That 70s Show and NCIS, surfing the net, sweating, getting bailed on by friends and listening to my parents nagging to clean the house or otherwise do something. It's demoralizing when you have enough free time to realize your innate laziness and how meaningless your life really is. O well. I accept that sloth is my deadly sin of choice. A good portion of my summer has been spent at a bar actually. My parents' bar. It's a diamond in the rough, a place that seems like a shabby joint, but has irresistable heart. Plus they have karaoke! And I love singing more than most things. That's what I'm going to do now (usually I only sing when I work and it's slow, but tonight I actually have someone to hang out with!). I even dressed up more than usual. That's how long it's been since I've been out. Jeez. Happy weekend everyone!