Deadly sins part 4: Sloth

I should quit cut back on smoking. I should drink a lot less. I should focus less on blogospheric blasphemy and try to get more articles published advocating social awareness.

I should start stick to a diet and stay on it for longer than a day,  only to reward myself with a pizza. I should start exercising find a form of exercising I might learn to like. Otherwise no-one's going to want to see me naked. Me included.


I should try to reconnect with religion.  Keeping shabbat is so much easier now with the football season out of the way. But in all honesty... I'm not sure I can ever go back to kosher. I really can't imagine my life without... here it comes... bacon. Damn you, Man. 

I should work on my French. And Arabic. And Hebrew.And Yiddish. After all, I might have lied on a couple of job applications that I speak those languages... And I should brush up on learn some computer skills. For the same reason.

I should read the classic literary masterpieces. I'm not sure I've read any of them. Though...Bridget Jones is a bit of a classic, yes? And I suppose it wouldn't hurt to learn to play chess either.

I should find a job that pays well, that I'm qualified for and that I find meaningful (me and 5 billion others...) And I need to learn budget management. And break off my co-dependent relationship with VISA. And start a pension fund for when I can afford to retire (from that job that I've yet to find), around year 2087.

I should learn to find happiness in life. And learn to manage my anger. (But then what would I write about?)

I should start recycling. I mean, the future of this planet depends on it, right? I should also learn to plan ahead and stock up on toilet rolls and batteries. And tinned food too I guess, you know, for a nuclear destruction.

I should do a lot of things. But just going over this exhaustive list exhausts me. Right now not killing myself seems arduous enough.