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.
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.
Holy shit, passionfruit
Tic Tacs. I need to get me some of those. And I thought the orange
ones were nice...
here to tell me how much you hated this article.
crap is in the archives. Go take a look
if you like.