A new motto

After, or rather in the middle of a quiet, unproductive day (up to that point), I was emptying (or was it loading?) the dishwasher, still in my pajamas, and suddenly thought, Just fuck it. Why not get married, spit out a kid, and then I could just stay home all the time and do nothing.

My next thought was, That would be so boring.

I would also hate taking care of a kid--it would take away from my time.

Hence a later conversation I had with my sister about her maybe someday having a child:
"I'd make a horrible parent, but I might make a good aunt."