It's yet again another day of no work here at Sun, and while I rather enjoy getting paid to do nothing, I am simply not creative enough to entertain myself at a computer for eight full hours. I wonder if I just sneak out and come back at leaving time if anyone would even notice? Chances are, probably not, but then I would be stuck at home doing the very same thing I am doing here. Only difference would be I could be in my pajamas. Speaking of pajamas, I do miss my pajamas. It seems ever since I started dating this Mack kid I have not spent enough time in my pajamas because apparently it's not proper etiquette to go out in public on a date with a pair of pink fuzzy slippers and heart printed shorts on. Good thing my mother knows about these kinds of things.
Apparently, having a social life also means neglecting your pajama duties, I had no idea. I just hope all this dating pans out to be worth it, if not I am going to be very upset about all that lost time I could have spent wearing my pajamas, drinking jasmine tea, and read a really bad book.
Geeze, no wonder I have no life.