I Live In A Laundry Landfill

To keep your inquiring minds at ease... no, I haven't completed my meagre task of washing my clothes... yet. I found going out and sleeping late very fulfilling.

Last night, I was at a bar and a stranger asked me some questions while I waited to close my tab. My life as of now summed up in a one minute encounter. Here is how it went:

Do you go to school here? no. Work? no. What is it that you do? nothing. Nothing? nothing. Want to hang out? no.

[end scene]

And now, laundry day shall commence. I think.