Yeah, if I wasn't such a tard, I'd definitely have like a good 2 or 3 pages of one of my papers done... and I'd have studied a little bit more for my tests... but no. That's not how that works in my world. No in my world, I sit at work and I study a little bit for my tests, and when I get home I write 2 or three paragraphs of one paper and when I get an invitation to do something other than work on the things that REALLY need to get done, I do that. I am an idiot, and I have nobody but myself to blame for my own crap.
I think I need to form a support group for me and my fellow procrastinators. But then everybody would put off joining, and then they'd put off the meetings, and it would just be a huge mess...
You see, even this post is an attempt at procrastination. I am sitting here writing about what I did today instead of getting on the important tasks at hand.
OK, so let's expedite this process to ensure that I do get something constructive done before I go to bed:
I kinda studied while I was at work.
I kinda started one of my papers.
After telling Erin how awful McDonalds was for her to have for dinner (thus talking her into getting subway) I went to Chicken Delights. (I am a hypocrite in this regard, I realize this)
I go out with Nenny and Josh to "Kafeine" where I proceed to have an ill-advised milkshake on top of the Chicken Delights which is sitting in my belly like a 50 lb. bag of cement.
I come home and post pictures.
I throw up the first 25 lbs of Chicken Delights and milkshake.
I shower because I feel gross.
I throw up remaining 25 lbs of Chicken Delights and milkshake.
I feel better.
I post this for you because I don't want to face the task at hand of actually composing the papers I need to write.
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OH LIFE!
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QOTD
4.10.05 - "She really is a crazy bitch, isn't she?" ~Momma talking about someone she and I both know... (I just think it's so funny when my mom curses!)
4.11.05 - "My sister used to be a volleyball player at Marquette... I think back then she could bench more than I can now." ~Tom Levin, Loyola Men's basketball player.
4.12.05 -
Liz: "I have pigtails in today... you can't take anyone with pigtails too seriously."
Tom: "My sisters still wear pigtails... I take them seriously... But only because I have to or they will kick my ass!"
Liz: "How old are they?"
Tom: "24 and 26, but I don't think that even matters, they've always found ways to kick my ass!"
4.13.05 - " Waiting for the train to come today, I observed two pigeons f-in' around on the tracks. One of them straight up took a dump, hopped to the next rail, then started playing with a twig like "yeah, I just pooped, AND WHAT?!" I looked around to see if anyone else was watching this, but no one really seemed to take an interest. Pigeons are ugly, foul, and stupid. So, may I suggest that hunters take an interest in pigeons as game? Baby deer don't crap on your car, pigeons do." ~Nenny.
4.14.05 - "Yeah, my friend Brian all of a sudden got really ugly! He didn't used to look like that!" ~Anonymous (to protect the feelings of poor Brian should he stumble upon this, so he won't know who thinks he's busted!)
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