OK, so I don’t really wanna do anything. I’m sitting in Starbucks right now drinking my vat of Frappuccino, and I kinnda just wanna stay here. I know that I have life guard training in about 45 minutes (which means that I’m leaving the aromatically tantalizing Starbucks in 10), but I don’t really wanna go. I just feel like sitting. I also have work to do on my prompt book (I can’t believe I have to think about that already) and I have work to do for Living Parables. Also, my mom’s business . . . and I have my TFA cover letter to write . . . plus Winston-Salem on Saturday. So much to do, and yet, it’s summer, and I’m in Florida, and I really don’t wanna do anything. (Grammar nazis, please feel free to butcher that last sentence, I’ve lost the will to use proper syntax.)

Thoughts? Suggestions? Caffiene?