down and lazy on Labor Day

So here I am spending Labor Day at home just plain lazing around.

I'm thinking maybe I should have gone to the mall today instead of yesterday, but then that would have defeated the purpose of this day for me: to do nothing productive in the course of resting my battered mind and fatigued body. Okay, so going to the mall is not exactly what you'd call productive, but that would mean inevitably spending the last of my meager hoard of cash--financial, and therefore mental, torture. So against relaxation. Haha.

Anywho. So I woke up at lunchtime. Man, does that feel good especially on a weekday. Ate a late lunch of rice and corned beef. And now I'm chatting with Franco while eating chocolate. Later when he goes to sleep, I'll take a long, leisurely bath and then continue reading Season of Mists, the fourth volume of Neil Gaiman's Sandman series which I bought last night.

Damn, could I ask for anything more at the moment?