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lazy lazy lazy. i love lazy afternoons like this. i came home @ 3:00, done w/ work & all conceivable responsibilities for the rest of the whole damn day, & as i come through my front door i realize i'm home all by my fucking self! boyfriend @ work, not a room mate in sight. so i'm sitting here in my undewear w/ my bedroom door wide open, eating oreos, playing the new white stripes cd i can't get enough of all through the house, looking 2 all the pretty new naked girls. doing absolutley nothing is great by itself, but doing it w/ my door open in my empty house is almost theraputic. i have the freedom & the privacy to even entertain the thought of masturbating w/out interuption if i want. i can't even remember the last i actually had & took advantage of the oppurtunity to do just that. but, sad as it may be, just sitting here doing a whole lot of absolutley nothing sounds so much more appealing...
i think being lazy/laziness has gotten a shitty rap. what could be bad or wrong w/ lazy afternoons like these???