I'm at home

I am home on a Saturday. I have done the unthinkable. I called in sick to work, when I wasn't really ill. This is pretty well unheard of in my sphere of influence.

Why did I do it? I'm tired. I have so many things that I'm trying to sort out in my life right now that I honestly couldn't face the day. Not that I've really been effectively using the time that I've gained. I slept until almost one o'clock. I wouldn't have gotten up then if it hadn't been for the fact that I was about to wet the bed. Then I played The Punisher for an hour. I would still be playing except that I seem to be stuck. I killed everyone I can find on the docks and have reached the crane I use to take out the boat, only the boat isn't there. I've walked the perimeter of every room in the level, and honestly don't know what to do now. Restarting the level doesn't seem to help. I ended up in exactly the same situation twice. Anyone?

Now, I'm writing a pointless blog that no one is going to read anyways and trying to decide if it is worth the effort to get dressed so that I can check my mail without getting arrested. It is gorgeous outside. I should be doing something with my purloined freedom. Anything.

I think I may take my homework and the other things that I should be doing down to the pool, where I still won't do them. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. I can check the mail on the way...

Ciao,
Veelzabub


THIS is what I should be doing on a perfect day like today! Even Joe and Greg are doing something fun.