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The Procrastinatrix Returns!
Jan. 25th, 2004 11:01 pmGaming on Friday, a Fanboys Gathering on Saturday, and today I've been cleaning up the apartment. With the much-needed help of the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sandwichboy I managed to do every dish and scrub every surface in the kitchen, run two nice big loads of laundry, dispose of what amounted to three green garbage bags worth of junk and crap, and generally find my floor again. I've critted for the Genre Pirates group, I've put together some things to mail tomorrow, I've slushed a bit, and even done little things like writing my rent cheque out for next week.
...and this is when I find that this flurry of activity has not, in fact, been me feeling productive. It's been me procrastinating.
I really, really, really don't seem to want to do my reading and syntax exercises for tomorrow. Or write. Or...just donwanna. Since I don't seem to be fooled by the Minesweeper-and-farting-around kind of procrastinating anymore, my brain has switched to the Seemingly Positive Little Unrelated Projects kind of avoidance behaviour. And then I'll go to bed feeling all productive and good about myself and my homework still won't be done.
But wait! I'm onto you, brain. I know all about this little trick. You won't get me this time.
Maybe after I bake something. And finish sewing that hem that's all that's left of the shirt I'm making, and find some ribbon to lace it up online. And reorganize the bookshelf, because it kind of needs to be organized. And make some to-do lists. And...
Crap.
...someone make me do my syntax... :(
sandwichboy I managed to do every dish and scrub every surface in the kitchen, run two nice big loads of laundry, dispose of what amounted to three green garbage bags worth of junk and crap, and generally find my floor again. I've critted for the Genre Pirates group, I've put together some things to mail tomorrow, I've slushed a bit, and even done little things like writing my rent cheque out for next week....and this is when I find that this flurry of activity has not, in fact, been me feeling productive. It's been me procrastinating.
I really, really, really don't seem to want to do my reading and syntax exercises for tomorrow. Or write. Or...just donwanna. Since I don't seem to be fooled by the Minesweeper-and-farting-around kind of procrastinating anymore, my brain has switched to the Seemingly Positive Little Unrelated Projects kind of avoidance behaviour. And then I'll go to bed feeling all productive and good about myself and my homework still won't be done.
But wait! I'm onto you, brain. I know all about this little trick. You won't get me this time.
Maybe after I bake something. And finish sewing that hem that's all that's left of the shirt I'm making, and find some ribbon to lace it up online. And reorganize the bookshelf, because it kind of needs to be organized. And make some to-do lists. And...
Crap.
...someone make me do my syntax... :(
