I'm such a slob. I'm sitting here, in my dressing gown (the black one, with the Playboy bunny on it), despite the fact that it's over six hours since I got up. Closer to eight now. I'm chatting with people I don't know, eating old cold pasta as a pseudo-lunch, and haven't even done a little bit of work today.

Time to change this. But I'll finish the pasta first.

And then maybe just finish this fic I'm reading.

And then I'll think about it.