Laziness begets laziness. The less I do — the less challenged my body and my mind are, phsyically and mentally — the more tired I become. After a long day at work yesterday, I didn’t feel like doing much besides achieving professional couch potato status. I think four-plus hours qualifies, right? After a couple old episodes of Curb Your Enthusiasm, revisiting last year’s Crossfire with Jon Stewart (which my dad hadn’t yet seen but is still on my DVR), a November episode of Frontline: Is Wal-Mart Good for America? (part of which was filmed by my Uncle Michael), and the first episode from season 1 of The OC, I had achieved my goal. All that was left to do was go to my bed… and watch some Late Show… and sleep for eight-plus hours.
Don’t get me wrong, I like being lazy as much as the next guy — sometimes it’s in order even for those of us who like to be constantly on the go — it’s just that it makes me more tired than when I’m out on the town, walking, riding my bike, skiing, traveling, BBQing with friends, and the like. Jen (rightfully so) gives me a hard time about our packed social calendar, but I just can’t help it. My new theory is that it’s what energizes me and keeps me going.
In other news, signs of fall are everywhere: It’s 50 degrees this morning, the leaves are falling more and more, a fall chill is in the air, and some trees have begun their mystical transformation from green to brilliant colors of orange, red, and yellow.
Two years ago today: Emergency Room.
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1 Suzanne // Sep 28, 2005 at 1:13 pm
Ahh-the very tanigle season of Fall.
Gabe, your comments released memories of Ohio Fall pheronome moments as I watched the leaves do their multi colored toreador dance to the ground…savor for me pleez!