Cursed with laziness? Post here! (if you can be arsed)

My name’s Peter and I’m a lazeaholic. I really really wish I wasn’t but I am. It has made my life dull and boring.
I want to be a writer. I really really want to be a writer. But I am too lazy to take the necesary steps. I am too lazy to do all the writing practice that helps one become good at writing.
I am also a ‘natural’ at programming/writing code. yet I was too lazy to do all the stuff required of me to get a good degree. And I am too lazy to act upon all the [few] programming ideas I have right now.

I HATE being lazy.

Hey, as long as your standing, grab me another drink, would you?

I would add something to this thread, but I’m too lazy.

I thought I might post to this thread, but realized if I did that, I would be contradicting its own reason for existence, which was to document the very laziness of the people who are reading it.
Therefore, I will not post to this thread, in order to prove that I am truly lazy indeed.

Doh! :smack:

I consider myself lazy (Exhibit A - my home and every room inside here), but life tends to happen to me, anyway. Sod it. :slight_smile:

Lazy as hell, and not overly proud of it. Oddly enough, the only times I can really motivate is when -other- people need things done.

I’m so lazy, I won’t even tell you what I’m so lazy at doing. Hah!

F_X

I’m so lazy I’m not going to finish thi

I’m not lazy, I’m just waiting for the exact perfect moment to do whatever it is. I refuse to apologize for having high standards. snooty-type sniff

What’s this mean?? I can be pretty lazy, but I’m concerned what would happen if I were arsed…

Ha! I’M so lazy that I can’t even force my brain to think up something witty to post here.

w/eva

What gw73 said.

ditto

I am a lazy person. I’m not so much physically lazy as I am mentally lazy. That is, I have no problem taking the time to go for a nice walk or something, but if I have an errand that must be done, my motivation seriously lags. I can be within 2 blocks of the post office and seriously have to drag my ass there to mail a package that has to get out. The “but I don’t wanna…” whine continues in my head until I just go and get it done.

Sometimes forcing myself into action pays off, though. I had some stuff to return to a store recently, and didn’t really want to go, despite being nearby and having plenty of time. I finally did force myself to do it, and found a $20 bill on the sidewalk on my way out. If money were to be found everywhere I had errands to run, I’d be a whole lot less lazy.

< aol > Me too! < /aol >

So, do they keep the coffee and stuff in the back of the room here at the LA meetings?

Hi, I’m TVGuy and I’m a lazeaholic. You should see the pile of crap on my desk at work. You should see the piles of crap in various nooks and crannies in my house, garage, basement, shed, car…

I invite people over to the house so I have an incentive to clean up - how pathetic is THAT? The kitchen trash that gets taken out to the garage every few days sometimes doesn’t get taken out to the curb for three weeks. The Starbucks cups in the back of the Jeep could be put together into a very nice architectural sculpture by now - mold and all.

I suppose some day I’ll hit bottom and realize that I have no control over my addiction to clutter and filth and then maybe I’ll be able to accept help. The first step is admitting you have a problem, right?

I’m too lazy to figure out what the other eleven steps are…

Very lazy. Very very lazy.