I'm not lazy, I'm just conserving energy for the week ahead.
I was just taking care of some unexpected, yet totally valid, personal emergencies.
My alarm clock is broken, that's why I overslept.
I'm allergic to mornings. It's a real thing, Google it.
I was waiting for a more convenient time slot. You know, when things are more, like, aligned.
The dog ate my planner. I mean, literally ate my planner.
I'm in a meeting... with my therapist. It's a recurring appointment.
I'm on a tight deadline to meet my cat's therapist. She's been having some feline anxiety issues.
I'm not procrastinating, I'm just recharging my batteries. Like, metaphorically, of course.
The elevator in my building was out of order... in my mind.
I'm in a state of existential crisis. I'm reevaluating my life choices.
I'm not late, I'm just fashionably early... for the next day.
I'm on a mission to find a more comfortable couch. You know, for the couch potato in me.
My coffee mug is possessed. It's been possessed by a spirit that only communicates through cryptic, coffee-related messages.
I'm not forgetful, I'm just temporarily misremembering.
I'm in a parallel universe where time works differently. It's a real thing, I swear.
The Wi-Fi in my house is possessed by an alien. It only works for Netflix.
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