So I looked at my clock at like 11 something and PROMISED myself that by noon I would get off the computer and stop procrastinating and get shit done! So far I have been on Pinterest, Twitter, YouTube, Instagram, Facebook, BuzzFeed... basically everywhere but the places I need to be.
Last night I wrapped about six presents.
I only have 991 left to wrap! Wahoo!! Progress!
Seriously. What is wrong with me? I am never so sluggish during the holidays! I cannot get my shit together and make it all happen this year for some reason. It better all magically come together like some Christmas fucking miracle. I think it will. I have faith. It did snow. That's a Christmas fucking miracle, right? Do you think it's rude to say Christmas fucking miracle?
So crap, it's already after noon. I lied to my own self. It's practically half past noon. I am shocked. Shocked! Where does the time go?!
And on a completely unrelated note, apparently Phil Robertson made some anti-gay remarks in a GQ article and everyone in social media is having a fit about it and he is being made to take a "break" from Duck Dynasty. I feel that it needs to be discussed but I just don't have to time to get into it right now.
At least I showered. Maybe I will go to the mall tonight and go see Anchorman. That will be very relaxing. And I could really use some movie popcorn. Here is the the deal. If I can wrap 11 presents, I can go to the mall and see Anchorman. That shit is happening people! I am doing it! Wait, if I wrap 11 presents, and order 4 presents, I am going to Anchorman! Hold on, wrap 11, order 4 and mail 2 packages! That is the real deal. And go to the pharmacy. Because I really need a refill on my prescription. If I do all of those things, I will reward my good behavior and go see the movie I have been waiting to see all year.
OK. Now I really do want to go see that movie. Before I wrap, order and mail though, I better check on movie times... let me just go on Fandango.com...