I have so many things to do, and I’m not doing a damn one of them. I think the laziness/I-just-want-to-sit-on-my-ass bug that seems to be prevalent in my circle is rubbing off on me. The one I should be working on most is the one I’m looking forward to the least. It’s a book, with illustrations, that I’m supposed to be writing for a friend’s son. It was my girlfriend’s idea,…