Today is one of those days (I seem to have so many of these) when I have things to do and can be a great, productive member of society, but instead of doing these things I troll the internet. I wanted to run or do some yoga, any sort of exercise. Nope. Gotta clean the house because I thought it would be a good idea to add that to my duties. Nope. In an exciting country that you will not see again for quite some time with hours to spend by yourself during the afternoon? Who cares. Facebook. Pinterest. Planning a fake wedding. YouTube surfing. I honestly can waste so much time on the internet it's scary. I can tell how sad my trolling is getting when I check failbook and failblog so often that there are no new posts. So when that happens I try to unplug. But it makes me so happy. Anything to not expend effort. Is this how people end up alienating the world and getting fat and only having online friends? Is it okay that I am avoiding being an adult pretty much completely? I don't care. I love it.
Yesterday I told Taylor that I went on a date and said "how bout them apples?" and she looked at the fruit basket and goes "oh! did you get more apples!?" . . . . . "yes, I got more apples."
Fine. I will go clean. But I will be thinking about those internets the whole time.
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