It's Saturday.

And I'm lazy.

I reluctantly woke up at 10 am this morning with the strongest urge to keep the warm comforter wrapped over me.

I texted him and he didn't reply. *groan* I want my morning greeting...

Seeing that there was no reason for me to stay in bed after a complete 10 hour sleep, I blasted on my mp3 for encouragement and dragged myself up anyway.

I stretched myself here and there to make me feel more limber and light with the music blasting at full volume. Then he messaged me. Turned out he was still curled up in bed and unwilling to get up. Hmph. Because he had a good reason for being such a sleepyhead at this hour (lab report late night before), I left him to sleep and resolved to the shower.

I still had no motivation to really do anything after that. So I washed my laundry - manually. That took me a good one hour of scrubbing, squeezing, rinsing and drying. The bed has been made. The floor has been swept. The table has been cleared. The clothes have been sorted. So no more chores left to do. Now what?

There's my thesis framework to do. But still no motivation... Out of habit, I instinctively pulled out my laptop and set up the internet.

And so here I am.