Let's see...I took a shit...twice...

After finally rising at noon, which was still about, oh, 4 hours before I thought I'd rise after a NONSTOP 10 days or so, taking TWO shits was among the most productive things I've done all day. And WHAT shits they were!! WOW!! EPIC in scale! I almost wanted to whip out the tape measurer and perhaps document it somehow. Have I just crossed the line? Good. Anyway, I LITERALLY have sat in the living room, online, for more than 12 hours now...occasionally getting up for food. I did take a shower, too, in an effort to revive myself...only worked temporarily. Actually, more than being tired, I just have an annoying cold and it's wearing me down. I intended for today to be so productive...more trips to various stores! Bringing some order to the Xmas-week CHAOS that is my bedroom. Instead, NOTHING. Absolutely nothing. Naturally, Dipshit's day was similar. The TWO of us didn't leave the house. That's right, neither of us have even left the fucking house. So I sat in the living room and he sat in his room, both of us online, both TVs going at varying decibals. And, of course, his various phonecalls. I tell you, EVERY time I have a rare day like this, he does, too...the 2 of us together in a confined space. It wasn't that bad, despite my earlier rage...but it was still agitating. How fucking fascinating is this minutae? So let's recap...double shitting, online perusing, TV mainly on mute, eating, shower. Hell of a way to spend the final Sunday of 2007. I REALLY should've gotten off my ass to do something. I'm kind of disgusted with myself. Not like I was feverish or vomiting. Ugh. Naturally, i'll justify it now by saying "I needed it" after my exhausting 10 days and annoying cold. Yes, Gary, tell yourself that...wasted time...