Nachos of My Lethargy

So I'm writing a play. Look at me, I'm friggin' Neil Simon! Not really though, for those that aren't in the know, writing takes...what do you call it? Ah yes, motivation. Motivation and I are what you would call "estranged." For example, last night I made a personal goal to complete Act One. The second I opened the file on my computer, I decided to take a break. I ordered a heaving mass of nachos, watched an episode of "Married with Children," and passed out. When I woke up this morning, I almost rolled onto a plate of guacamole.

Sigh.