Procrastination
5:00 PM, on a Tuesday evening. I hardly ever get headaches -- but I’ve had one now for two days. What fun. Aside from that, I have nothing to say.
I enjoy cooking (but don’t do it enough, at the moment). There is something uniquely rewarding about being able to make a nice meal for yourself or others. What can I say? I’m a real wild child.
So far, I’ve been meaning to start doing weight and aerobic workouts since the first of January. Needless to say (but I’ll say it anyway): I have yet to break a sweat on a regular basis. Ah, procrastination -- how do I love thee!
--- JWR, 1997
EDITOR'S NOTE: The date on this entry (and on all of the "I Have Nothing To Say" entries) has been arbitrarily assigned to preserve the sequence that they were originally posted in. All were written in 1997 but, at that point, I was only identifying my journal's entries by the time at which they were written.