when i was in the retard home, i had nothing to do because 1) i was unenthusiastic because i was being held there against my will, 2) i was unreceptive to all i was being offered because all i was being offered was everyman's life, and c) i was lazy and expected everyone to cater to me. and i always asked the ringleader of the circus (that's what it was, with the spotlight on the freak show) if he could give me a 'motivation pill'. i wanted the easy way out, wanted somebody else to do the work that would make me happy.
carnie wilson went to have an operation to shrink her stomach so she wouldn't eat as much, i heard. lordy, talk about pathetic. an operation to shrink her stomach so she wouldn't eat as much. i am always looking for someone to force me to do the things that i'm too lazy to do, too. in the words of don henley, some call it sick but i call it weak.