It's not like I'm lazy. I'm a ball of ambition. Too much ambition, amorphous and unfocused. Ready to move the world, but back when I had the lever, I didn't have a fulcrum. Now I've got my fulcrum (Cornell, for those keeping score), but I've lost the fucking lever.
I got my motorcycle back today. It needed all kinds of crazy maintenance because I've been neglecting it. My sprockets were about dead. Chain was seriously dry because I haven't been lubing like a good boy. Oil was dangerously low. Symptomatic.
Life, huh? This is it. Enjoy while it lasts.