Mentalechoes

Jez Man… if I get any fucking lazier I swear I’ll stop breathing because I just couldn’t be arsed with the effort!

Maybe it has something to do with the massive hangover I was suffering from yesterday. Yeah well, in part that’s true, but it’s also part of a cycle that I am trying to break out of; being totally full-on with stuff, and then being totally bone lazy after the frenzy peters out. I’ve been busy doing a lot of different things, and now the lazy gland has kicked in, and I can feel that I have zip motivation to do anything requiring effort. (Though I can write this blog, but only because I was here at the computer in the first place).

Is that what menopause is? Maybe I am going through the male version of menopause… 20 years early. Is it a midlife crisis? How does something like that affect you anyway? I thought a male midlife crisis made you go out and buy motorbikes and start dating chicks 20 years younger than you, and get hair transplants. Right well I guess it’s not a midlife crisis. Maybe it’s me just being lazy.

I wish mum was a bit closer. When I was a kid, she always used to give me a kick up the arse if I was being lazy and get me moving if I was slothing around too much. Girlfriends are good for that too. Maybe I need a girlfriend. Okay, lets look for one.

*types in girlfriends in google, and clicks I’m feeling lucky*

And this what came back

Hmmm… well I guess I’ll take that as a cosmic sign that this is not the time to find a girlfriend. Maybe it is a sign I should become a lesbian. Do you have to be a female to be a lesbian, or is it like… a state of mind? Sort of like being a hippie.

Couldn’t even be arsed cooking dinner tonight. I also couldn’t be arsed calling for a pizza. There is raw packet spaghetti in the cupboard. Maybe I could chew on some stalks of that for a while and pretend they’re cheese crackers.

Well I won’t give in to my laziness, like I do every other time. I’ll do 30 minutes of cleaning up around the flat, and then I will sit down and write some more of my fabulously original and funny screenplay.

Or I am going to lie down on the couch and contemplate doing those things with the television on.

Lazy, lazy, lazy!

Padwanna.