Zuma, killer of productivity

It's been raining for three days straight now, and there is no sun in sight. I am already bummed out because Masud is leaving, and I've been sitting on the couch for an hour playing Zuma. Yesterday's dishes are in the sink, on the counter, and on the table. There is a pile of laundry next to me, my bed isn't made, and the house smells like yesterday's fish fry.

Wahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Isaac is at his grandma's house so I should be DOING SOMETHING, like reading an important book to get ready for school, picking out my classes, emailing professors to get on their waiting list, blah, blah, blah...

I think I'll play another round of Zuma.