The Importance of Being Idle

Attempted Mustache Failure

Every time I think I've reached the bottom of my fall I'm always amazed to discover there are yet further depths to plumb.
Today has been horrible, listless, depressed and tedious. It's consisted mainly of vodka and a very long bath (not that I was bathing in the vodka you understand, that'd be silly) in lieu of the enthusiasm or desire to do anything at all. Frankly if I could've stayed asleep all day I think I would've.
Although I wish it were so, I know there is no simple act of will that can pull me from this malaise. Things need to change, my situation needs to change, my life needs to change, but ah therein lies the rub, for these changes all require the vision to see which ones are useful and then the will to see them through. This is gonna be some hard shit to pull off.
Incidentally my mustache is actually perfectly succesful, but my beard-let is starting to get somewhat long and unruly, and I can't help but fiddle with it in my idle moments, of which there have been many of late.

posted by BadMonkey @ 9:44 PM