i think i’ve reached the habitual point in my year where i am so unmotivated to do anything. unmotivated to do work, to call my friends up, to think… it’s one of those passing weeks or so where i just want to sit back and do completely nothing. i love it.

last weekend, after my quasi-heart-attack, i stayed home and watched harrison ford films on dvd which included what lies beneath, indiana jones: the last crusade, and the fugitive. shit, it was the most fun thing i’ve ever done. more movie nights are in schedule.

but this coming weekend, i’m going to hang with winston, whom i haven’t seen for a while since his new “target” has moved in. ah well. at least he’s happy. i think we’re going out for a big dinner. my mouth is watering already. i don’t think i could ever become a vegetarian; the world is too full of lovely steak dinners with mash potatoes and mouth-watering gravy. god, i’m getting hungry just typing this shit out.