A Thorn In My Side The Size of A Cadilac

Missed class again last night, but what else is new? Seriously, since Christmas, I have been terrible about getting to school. It's just too enticing to get out of work and go home. Yesterday, I had a doctor's appointment I didn't get out of until almost six, and there was no way I was getting to class on time, and I can't see driving all the way down there just to be late. It was so nice to come home and have the whole evening to do nothing. Well, not nothing. I tried to make fairly good use of my time, since I so rarely get anthing done. I cleaned out my bills from 2006 and organized that kind of stuff, then I finally worked on a DIY shirt project I've been meaning to get around to sewing since September. Then C. got up, and we basically watched television and cracked ourselves up all night. It was awesome. We were both in rare form, laughing hysterically, till we got all serious and philosophical, as we tend to do, commenting on our relationships and jobs, and my all-encompassing lack of desire to do ANYTHING at all. I mean, I honestly have no ambition whatsoever, try as I might, the only thing that appeals to me, is not having anything to do. I just want to go to work, and come home, and have the time then to sit around and enjoy not having to do anything, or the free time to go out, see people, have a drink, do my laundry, whatever. That really means a lot to me. I've certainly learned that doing something someone else wants you to do, or because you want to make them happy, is not a good idea by any means. I am instead left with a damn obligation my heart simply is not in. It's like a fucking albatross around my neck or something. Which reminds me, on account of all the time in class I have to make up, I'm going to start going to Sunday classes, which are all day affairs, and we're looking at about 8, if I don't miss anymore time between now and February 4. Unless, ofcourse, I go to some evening classes once my regular classes end. I could do that, too. I know I will miss atleast one more class, next Tuesday, when we go to Philly, which I am very excited about. Whatever. I have a lousy work ethic. It's not exactly earth-shattering news.