Not to sound crass or anything, but when you work from home, it becomes increasingly harder to figure out a schedule for personal hygiene. Sure, I've been up since 9 (okay, today was 11, but that's because my body needed the rest!) but I still haven't gotten out of bed yet. Which isn't to say I haven't been productive.
9 a.m.-11: Get up, write a bunch of stuff that I cull from the vast resources of the Internet. Spell 90% of things wrong because there is nobody to bring me coffee and I refuse to get out of bed until I've filled an unrealistic, self-made quota of items. Start the day off with a fatalism and self-loathing. Also, still sleepy.
11 a.m.-2: Go to the bathroom, but only because I really have to pee. Bring computer in with me so I can recheck Facebook status updates and see if my friend from middle school is having fun being a PR exec for a liquor company. Gee, that sure sounds like fun...probably sucks though. Heat up some old pasta, get sick of waiting for the microwave to nuke and eat it half cold. Consider brushing my teeth but figure, day is half over anyway. Will brush once I smoke a cigarette. Get back in bed and blog some more.
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