tuesday, august 2nd, 2005
will think of a title later.

As of this very moment, every word that I type here is a word I have not applied to the work I should be doing for university. Yes, it appears that whilst this website is mildly cathartic, mildly interesting and a big green tick on my e-penis checklist, it has also become yet another outlet for my number one bad habit.

Procrastination.

Sadly, I am an amalgamation of a myriad of afflictions. I am a chronic procrastinator. I have a compulsion to finish most things that I start. And I am a perfectionist. I am truly a modern day oil painting.

I delay starting something until I've run out of things to distract me, can't stop once I've started, but I am more than happy to throw something aside if it doesn't meet my sometimes unreasonable standards, only to repeat the process over and over again until I panic and make a mess of whatever it is I'm doing hours before I need to submit it. Isn't it lovely?

So maybe, now that I've gotten that out, I can finally knuckle down and do some hard work. I can do this. I know I can. I feel empowered.

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Holy shit, passionfruit Tic Tacs. I need to get me some of those. And I thought the orange ones were nice...

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