Too lazy to turn on a light. Too shady to turn on a light.
I spent my day reading The Glass Menagerie cover to cover and then promptly laying down on my bed and not multitasking while thoroughly listening to Spektor's "What We Saw From The Cheap Seats" a day late to my dismay. Despite me falling even further behind on the work I have fallen behind on, I felt more productive and proud of my time spent today than I have for a while. So w/evz
