Who the heck do I think I am?

One thing about being unemployed is that holidays are just More of the Same - except no one else is around, either.

I'm half-heartedly starting to pack for Infinitus. But it's HOT. I've done my laundry but of course it's not dry enough to pack it yet. And it's a little early to actually pack (though right now about half of the clothes I've been setting aside are on my bed at the moment). I've been trying to pick through outfits so I don't overpack.

And I'm bored.

Now, of course there are things I could do. I could read. I could be working on my lines (I should be working on my lines). I could clean (did I mention it's HOT???).

Feh. I could go back to watching Torchwood, which will probably result in a nap (2/3 times I fall asleep while watching Torchwood).

I've got a to-do list for the next couple days (cant do any of it now as it's 8:00 on a holiday). After the last few days of TOO MUCH to do to get ready, I'm down to very little that I can actually do to be productive.

Which is when the gods will strike me for saying that I'm bored. So I'd better find something to do!