No sense.

It must be obvious that I have very little common sense when it comes to certain things. Like repeatedly sniffing the wristband of my old Timex watch because it smelled funny. It’s not like it’s going to smell any better if I keep up that sort of odd behavior. I’m also weird about cherries. I’m a little allergic but I really like them so I used to eat them until my lips went numb. I’m probably getting a little smarter because I was given some today by Cristina at the gym and only ate a half-dozen of them and it usually take more like a dozen for the numbness to set in.

However, it probably isn’t smart to watch the Food Network on Monday nights. Monday seems to be comfort food night and today was southern food. I had dinner, but now I’m starving. If I wasn’t so lazy, I’d probably get in my car and drive to Popeye’s Fried Chicken. Good thing I am also too lazy to keep ice cream in the freezer.

I should probably cancel my cable TV, but then what would I do with my time? Probably read more books. I stayed up very late reading another mystery last night. I knocked off two this weekend, which just means I have to figure out how to replenish my queue. Or maybe I should just not have any books and then I might get some sleep. I seem to have a lot of work to do so that may actually make more sense. Hmmm.