Sing a song of sixpence

I have soooo much to do before tomorrow but I have NO desire to get up and do it. Any of it. I already made fruit salad, but I still need to cut the pineapple I got. I need to go back to the grocery store because Piper's a dork and put the heavy creme in the freezer. I need to vacuum. I need to feed the turtle. I need to go ahead and cut the mushrooms. I need to go ahead and make the salad dressing.

I need I need I need...

BLAH.