It’s amazing how much gashness it’s possible to write in a very short space of time.
Take updates on this site, for instance. How long does it take me to write the typical one? Probably about as long as it takes you to read them. That may be a little bit of an exaggeration, but not by much - I’m sure it takes me longer to find hyperlinks and come up with a hilariously witty headline than it does to write the entry itself.
Of course, I’m a perfectionist. Writing the entry may be as quick as a flash, but it takes me many minutes of clicking the magical Admin button, waiting for the ‘Browse News’ page to load, clicking the Edit button and hacking away to make me happy.
Why didn’t I split the Browse News area into multiple sections? It may have been all right when this thing had no content, but man it takes a long time to load now.
No matter. At least it doesn’t take half an OOOUR.
Why am I writing about my amazing abilities to pour forth utter drivel into cyberspace? Well, actually, it’s because I’m partaking in that most sacred of activities: procrastination. I’ve been doing it a long time, and it’s a tough habit to break.
I’ve been procrastinating so long, in fact, that it took me until 1am tonight - or this morning, whatever - to begin work on a 40-page project report.
A 40-page report that had to be handed in in 14 hours.
Had, mind you. The timer is currently at seven and a half hours and counting. Downwards.
I think I may have pushed myself too far this time. Even my ability to type bullshit nonstop doesn’t quite stretch that far.
Posting this clearly isn’t helping, but it’s taking my mind off the inevitable. And isn’t that what procrastination is all about?
