schmahxgn Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 Poof, I have such a varied and erratic schedule that I mistake Tuesday for Sunday, ergo I know your pain. Our best course of action would be to meet up in Ottawa, get in bed together, get into each other's embrace, and hibernate until the world fizzles out.
CAC Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 I sorries. To me I would love to go back to when it didn't matter what day it was and I'd forget, because it didn't matter. Now I'm responsible for people so I have a full time job and only 2 days a week to relax. Sigh...
StarPanda Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 That was yesterday Shit I've got to rearange my schedule
Juice McKenzie Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 does weed make mother nature slow the fuck down?
Distortedreasoning Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 we got smart phones to keep track of all that crap :420: :beer:
bnmjy Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 That's one of the key elements of depression . . .
DragonSinger Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 Since I don't have a regular day job, I keep track of days by hanging up fantasy calendars and putting stickers on them to symbolize the activities I've done that day so that months aren't a blur. It also lets me keep track of moods/habits that contribute to me getting more or less work done.
Codename: Jackass Posted September 10, 2017 Posted September 10, 2017 It's all the same shit. Once, some jerkoff was like "why don't we make this amount of time mean some arbitrary thing?" and then that was it. Everything was ruined forever. The sun doesn't care about "days". None of this shit even makes sense and I'm posting it anyway.
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