懒

今天只是去学校喂了一下动物，其他什么都没做就回来了。

很羞愧，因为我总是显得很努力的样子，其实在偷懒。

离开实验室的时候碰见老板。他正在别人桌子边的白板上专心的涂鸦。我迅速一瞥，似乎有不雅的字句。他看见我，不好意思地放下笔，问我要不要一起去看电影。我对这一邀请感到惶恐，婉转地说了一个字：不！然后我表示我的视力不好，别说电影，连白板上的字都看不清楚...

于是开车回来。天上下着不小的雨。我在想这首歌：Good Times。Edie Brickell唱的，好像西雅图的雨天一样，懒洋洋地喜欢什么人，什么事，什么什么...

You don't even have to try
It comes easy for you
The way you move is so appealing
It could make me cry
Go out driving with my friends
In Bobby's big old beat up car
I'm with a lot of people then
I wonder where you are

Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that

I don't want to say goodbye
Don't want to walk you to the door
I spend a little time with you
I want a little more

Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that...