Slow Goin'

I am still pretty stuffed up, but am trying to get back on track with my work today. I have been working for a couple of hours (okay, more like one hour), and I already want to stop. I probably won't get too much work done on my thesis today. I want to clean my apartment too--it will help me feel less distracted during the rest of the week.

I am glad that I gave him the benefit of the doubt yesterday morning. It turns out, he didn't realize I had just gotten up to use the bathroom--he thought I had actually gone home for awhile and then came back and got back into bed. He was confused as to why I would want to do that since it was so hot in his apartment. I am glad I waited for an explanation before getting pissy.

He is not working today. He is cleaning his apartment, watching movies, and smoking pot. I have been much better about the pot thing lately. I think it bothers me less than it used to. Or maybe I just don't have the energy to care right now. I still feel pretty fatigued from this cold. I just don't feel like fighting with him about anything anymore. I give up. I guess that is a good thing.

I think I am too tired to really write here right now. I think I need to eat something. Refuel and keep working.