Like most superheroes, I could be using my powers for good–“powers” in this case meaning time alone in my house. I could be organizing my three-foot-high stack of miscellaneous bills, stickynotes, and ungraded mid-terms. I could be emptying trash cans and washing dishes. I could be mopping, for chrissake.
But like many who have come before me, I am weak. I have been swallowed up by the dark side, revelling in the Seven Deadly Sins and even thinking up some new ones. My latest invention is “Sluttony.” Sloth + Gluttony = Sluttony. It refers to my habit of eating copious amounts of food while laying in bed watching repeats of National Geographic specials I’ve seen five times already. Of course, now that I look at it, it could have other meanings, too. Like gorging yourself on…well, I’ll leave it to your imagination.
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