The Joy of Giving In

It's just much easier to work more at *$. Not to enjoy more work at *$ because I cannot imagine a scenario where I would enjoy that. But I can at least do it and be moderately skilled at it and have less than zero effort put forth and get paid. This would qualify as the most I can possibly get for the least I can possibly do. And in August I get a paid vacation.
Yea.
So I'll work at 2 stores-or transfer to another store that has hours for me or something. Oh I don't care. Job hunting blows and as long as I'm in school no reputable company is going to offer me anything better than what I have now. I'll just git r done as they say and c'est la vie. (Woo! Mixed socio-cultural identification alert!) Does it make me happy? Not really. But it makes me not have to spend my day off looking for work when what I really want to do is straighten the house a bit maybe watch some TV read a book.
I dunno if any of the 1 of you reading this has realized this-but I'm lazy. I admit it. I am lazy and I will continue with my laziness sort of lulling through life with not much to show for it until such time as I absolutely have no excuse as to why I am doing that.
Until then-well, it's almost time for soaps and then later tonight me and senor dogman have a long walk to go on and then tonight there's Law and Order to watch and I think I'll make mushroom soup for dinner.
If I'm feeling really wild I might even go to the library. But I dunno wouldn't want to overload my brain.