Of course, I wish I had more interesting factors – besides procrastination and distraction – to blame for my unproductivity. But i’m sorry to draw the huge mother of cliches right back to yeah, procrastination and distraction.
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I wish I were pregnant. That way I can blame my ineffectual focus on my morning sickness or something. (Also, I’ll be able to attribute my cravings on something other than gluttony.)
But REALLY AH, I never cease to marvel at how FASCINATING everything becomes when work is in the equation. I mean, I sat through Honey, I Blew Up The Kid! just to put off SEAHistory.
Seriously. HONEY, I BLEW UP THE KID. Which has the Attractive Testosterone count of zero. I spent an hour watching a giant baby bashing up Las Vegas (and even cried a bit towards the end CAN I HELP IT? SO QT THE BABY.)
THIS IS THE EXTENT OF MY PROCRASTINATION.
And then I watched Skins and How I Met Your Mother reruns. But those are not considered as procratinations. No, because it was worth it.
Until I get my Block results.
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