DW

[desperance]

For most of you, I gather, DW now stands for DreamWidth. Me, I hold a watching brief on that, all uncommitted: I have an OpenID account there just in case you-all disappear, no invite codes as yet, and I await developments.

Here and now, DW stands for Don't Wanna, of which I have a caseload.

I have - you will be pleased and delighted to hear - located my missing tax return. This means, I suppose, that I should do my taxes. Don't wanna.

If not that, then what? I could carry on sorting out the office, but don't wanna.

There's always work. Don't wanna.

I could do something in the garden. Even with knackered shoulders and buggered nerves, I'm sure I could do something in the garden, but don't wanna.

I had achieved being sat on by a cat, but then even Barry didn't wanna.

I could coin a new word - apathoplexy: that state of being so apathetic that it drives one into rage and self-disgust - but it's far too much effort.

I got nothin'.

Comments

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Ah, but at least you have a hangover. Which speaks to some fun yesterday. I have been too good for too long altogether...

This isn't helping, is it?

[morgaine-x.livejournal.com]

No.

But I am p-o'd, bacause I would have been far, far, badder (sic; :) last night, given just the teeniest opportunity.