As we were shooting the shit in the office today we made the observation that our wallets seemed to grow larger as we grew older. Strange observation but so far it’s proved to be consistent. I wonder if anyone has ever done an in-depth study on this phenomenon.

I spend at least 2 hours of every shift thinking about things that I want to accomplish when I get off work but when it’s finally time to go home I’ve lost every ounce of motivation to the wind. When I get home, all I can think about is eating and sleeping. Perhaps I’m just ‘adjusting’ to a new schedule and everything will work itself out in a couple of weeks. Who knows. For now, it’s torture.

Today, for instance… I wanted to go to the gym and use the elliptical machine when I got off work. Didn’t happen. Instead, I’m sitting on my computer. There are dirty dishes in the kitchen that need to be done and yet I’d rather type about them instead of getting up and doing them. Perhaps my mood will change once I take a shower; if it’s not still fucked up. Our shower has been on the fritz for the past week or so. It all started with the road/alley construction taking place right outside of my apartment. They started last week and ever since I’ve yet to have any decent water pressure in the shower. Strangely enough, the water pressure to the sinks and toilet are just fine. I have no answers to this madness. If it doesn’t get better by tomorrow I’m going to have to call the landlord. I really don’t want to have to call him because I feel bad about the incident with the carbon monoxide detector. Eh, if it comes to it I’ll just have to bite the bullet and make the call.

That’s it! I’m forcing myself to be motivated. I have tons of recordings to mix down and I’m really going to make an effort to get started tonight. I’m going to start things off with a shower. Hopefully it will feel fully pressurized and not like I’m being pissed on by a squirrel.