Laneia’s Team Pick:
It’s Sunday, so you’re probably just lolling about the place, draping yourself across sofas and beds, thinking about reading that book or opening the refrigerator. YOU ARE SO LAZY. Why don’t you make yourself useful and paint one of your white t-shirts to make it look like lined notebook paper.
Other Things You Could Do Today
Use an electric knife to eventually make your own cleaning wipes.
Organize your home library.
Make tomorrow’s breakfast.
Learn about hula hoops and then just make your own.
What are your thoughts on Sunday productivity? Do you have any plans today? Should I repot this basil or do laundry or make a curry or all three?
“Sleep off a hangover” is on my checklist today.
Any given Sunday
♫ Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai ♫
So far today I have been watching Battlestar Galactica, drinking coffee and lolling on my bed. I might go thrifting later. Then out to dinner with my mom.
I love that link about making breakfast, that is the only meal that I really think about and plan for, mostly because I work through the lunch and dinner hour.
“catch up with the shows on my DVR” and “watch all the soccer games” are on my checklist for today. Although I really should be doing laundry or going to the LA County Fair’s fist Gay Day this 9/18
“Fist Gay Day” is an awesome typo.
Today i’m cooking ( in my new cupcake apron : D) for a party we have in my program at school ^^. Then i’m going to the party haha
I want..but I can’t my body is in so much pain right now
Go to the Queen West Art Crawl… but I was out literally all day yesterday and I just got back from a very long trip out to buy beer (the closest store that had this particular kind was 1.6 km away) so all I want to do now is sit indoors with the curtains drawn and watch Community. Which is what I’m about to do right now!
Football
well I already cleaned my apartment. Now I’m going to read. And after that I’m going to Disneyland.
i did laundry, went out and bought a sandwich, ran into my ex at the Laundromat, went for a walk around the block and now i’m having a girl over for dinner, took three weeks to work up the courage to ask her and she said yes :)
Doctor Who, Xbox Live, and ignoring some very f**king important work!
Coffee, homework, lie around room pointlessly, sketch, homework, finish coffee/find new source of caffeine, repeat…
Laundry and cleaning and then reading, maybe making cookies.
I’ve been doing homework for 6 hours….I’m not done yet.
Homework, internet, homework.
so much homework. an endless sea of homework.
(actually not that much homework but it feels like it when you sneak off to complain about it to Tumblr every half hour.)
Having much wine in the suburbs, while scoping in vain for chicks.
I want the t-shirt. have to go buy a shirt next week!
thank you. =)
I had PLANS. I was going to get stuff done today. But instead of answering one friend’s letter and looking over the first chapter of another friend’s story, I spent the morning watching youtube videos and the afternoon dicking around wondering if I should get a tumblr. D:
Living in ~THE FUTURE~ means it’s already Monday morning here, but… holidays! Every day is Sunday.
And I feel an unnatural level of annoyance at the breakfast article not including bircher muesli, the delicious breakfast of health-conscious gods.
I’ve been studying German and as soon as I’m caught up on my email, I’m going to watch some ‘Carnivale’. Or ‘Misfits’. I haven’t decided yet.
That’s about as productive as I can manage to be today. I’ve had to go off my pain meds this week, so I can barely move without wanting to vomit from the pain.
gilmore girls mini-marathon, dining hall, library. YAAAAY, SUNDAYS.
Anything but homework.
oversleep, edit best friend’s med school essay, start baking for rosh hashana with my mother, interval training at the gym, sushi with my parents, work on job applications, miss my girlfriend and new york city and my life.
sigh. hello, suburbia.
Organizing my home library was the second thing I did upon moving in (after putting my bookshelf together). It’s organized by genre, then by author/editor’s last name. This is what happens when you work in library cataloging for three years.
That was the second thing I did too, come to think of it, because this is what happens when you’re obsessive.
Write a few papers, build an ikea desk, watch a little true blood, walk the dog. Actually, all of the above except…those papers are stilllll needing to get writ.
How’d that Ikea desk building work out for you? When I moved into my place last year I entirely furnished my room with Ikea… never again. So effing frustrating.
OMG I thought it was just me. Everyone loves their stuff but it is SO FREAKING TECHNICAL to fiddle with which holes the right screws go in…. freaking hetero ikea desk. ;)
Went on a country walk with my mum, made a brie and blueberry crepe breakfast with my best friends (complete with mimosas), continued drinking mimosas in a park under the sun, ate grandma pierogies, did my dishes, potential degrassi marathon? Perfect Sunday.
That sounds like a perfect weekend. I only hate you a little bit.
I was looking at the breakfast recipes, and there’s a comment on one of them that says ‘makes a nice treat for what i like to call second breakfast’… be still, my beating heart…
If you’re going to make hula hoops, make sure to buy the 3/4″ tubing and not the 1/2″ tubing. The 1/2″ is cheaper but way too light for anything but kids hoops or trick hoops.
Take it from me, the girl who now has about 20 feet of 1/2″ tubing on her porch and has to figure out how to weight it all. The extra $10 for the 3/4″ = sooo worth it. (Seriously, bring a hula hoop with you downtown one night and see how much free shit you get) >.<
ooh thanks for the advice. I’ve wanted to start hooping since I started going to Phish shows a couple years back but have been too lazy to make my own hoop (and where’s the fun in buying a pre-made one??? no fun at all unless it’s an LED hoop). someday soon, i swear, i will actually make my hoop…. someday…
Air my vajayjay and read. She’s been smothered to death this weekend while my brain was somewhat half dead. And by half dead I mean drunk and stupid. Hence the reading to make up for it. The stupid I mean. The drunk I will never apologize for. Not even when I went up to my ex drunk(she was equally shamelessly drunk), told her that I would love to spend the night with her beautiful “bubble-ass”, and did. That, that was stupid.
laundry, cleaning, internet, homemade beef stew, and snuggling up with my puppies!!
just posted the link to the breakfasts on my moms facebook wall
maybe she will take the hint and make me some of them
awwwwyeahhhhhhhh