Lazy Proud

I have been in my PJs all day. 

I woke up early. Watched the news. Ate a hot cross bun. 

And then I exfoiliated those "problem areas" on my face with a Q Tip and some cheap ass scrub, brushed my teeth, undid the birds nest in my hair, and threw on some mascara. (You know, to distract away from the red patches on my face, glasses and flat hair.)

And then, after about four episodes of Chelsea Lately, I naturally had to take a nap. 

During that nap, I kept dreaming about Snooki from Jersey Shore and planes landing in Haiti at that teeny tiny airport. Two natural things to dream about, obviously. 

(This is what happens when you just watch E! and Sky News all day.)

Iain's currently playing Super Mario Bros on the Wii, and I'm obviously hard at work blogging about how fucking lazy I am while making cooing noises whneever Yoshi makes an appearance.

The best part is, I don't even feel guilty about it. 

Not one mother fucking bit. 

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[Claire]

Saturdays should not be interrupted with guilt x