It’s so hot I can’t think and everything at work is so messed up I can’t see any end to it.
Good thing it’s friday, I’d probarly drop dead if it wasn’t.
I actually like to hit somebody, but I won’t.
This is suppoose to be a cheerful period in life, not the dark ages that I was in just a couple of weeks ago. This should be the reinissance, and it is.
Here’s a timestudy how I spend my days:
work: 8 hours
nap: 1/2 hour
read: 1 1/2 hours
sleep: 5 hours
shower: 1/2 hour
eat: 1/2 hour
smoke: 1 hour
walk: 1 1/2 hours
computer: 2 hours
other form of physical activity: 1/2 hour
toothbrush, clothing, looking for missing stuff: 1/2 hour
housework: 1/2 hour
Thar leaves about one and a half hour, which could be added to sleeping, smoking, working or computering. Otherwise they’re in that strange country.
av Max @ 13:52:09 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)