On Lazyer Labor

Today was Day Four without my Day Laborer, and I'm starting to think I should reconsider some things I said about Erik. My mom is like 20 times more lazy than him. I mean, she didn't even have her appendix out this week (not that I'm suggesting that's a good excuse for not taking me out either) but she just sits on her butt all day long, looks at the computer, talks on the phone. . . What the crap!
. . . the life of a D.