I don't know what's going on. Could be the weather or something else, but I can seem to do squat when I get home from work. I meant to come home and run, go to the bookstore, then make dinner, then do some cleaning. Instead I grabed a few blankets and made a sandwich and watched a movie. Wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't doing something similar every freaking day.
Feels like I'm stuck in some kind of funk. And not the fun kind of funk, either.
I think I'm going to grab another blanet and go to sleep.
There's no real point to this thread.