… between genius and utter fucking stupidity… and I? Is walking on it.
I’m trying a new tack in my — “Get up and clean your motherfucking house, Hoody” plan. I have tried developing an adult sense of responsibility — HA! Didn’t work. Bribing myself met with only LIMITED success, as I soon found the me-being-bribed was requiring larger and larger rewards for smaller and smaller tasks, which pissed off the me-doing-the-bribing until she just gave up. But now…
I am going to pretend I am my own maid.
Now, I already do this with telemarketers and shit (“Meesy Hoody, she no here”), so I’m going to see if I can extend it to myself. Like, I’ll make up a list (love to make lists anyway, so there’s another plus!) of what “The Missus” wants done for the day, then hopefully I’ll actually do it!
But probably, I’ll just end up drinking that bitch’s liquor and stealing the silver.