Sometimes, when jjorge indulges his regretable penchant for pontificating, it is actually useful.
I am procrastinating about going to bed - refusing to believe I am really back at work - now I can procrastinate by going back and see what Jjorge usefully pontificated about!
dlowan wrote:I am procrastinating about going to bed - refusing to believe I am really back at work - now I can procrastinate by going back and see what Jjorge usefully pontificated about!
Ah! We procrastinators are ever resourceful . . .we can ALWAYS come up with a reason to deny, delay, and deflect our responsibilities.
Yes - and we have each other to cling to in times of need.
I love it when you pontificate lots more than the procrastinating.
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The son tried to weasel out of helping me when we spoke about this morning. "I thought you said this weekend," says he.
"No," says I. "That is when I want to paint." D'ya think maybe I didn't look him in the eye quite hard enough?
Piffka wrote:I love it when you pontificate lots more than the procrastinating.
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The son tried to weasel out of helping me when we spoke about this morning. "I thought you said this weekend," says he.
"No," says I. "That is when I want to paint." D'ya think maybe I didn't look him in the eye quite hard enough?
Sometimes I remind myself of Professor Irwin Corey. Remember him?
"The World's Foremost Authority"?
http://nypress.com/14/45/news&columns/feature.cfm
PS
Sons were BORN to weasel. Trust me . . . I've been one.
I am procrastinating pro. I have a dissertation to write, I have 3 sentences so far. Written this monday. Today I woke up at noon, due to evil littlek who chatted with me until 3 am about garden plants. Then felt tired, so had a sloooow coffee and food, felt more tired, so took a looooong bath, surprisingly, felt exhausted, took a nap, and now I am ready to begin the day! It is only 6:30pm.
On Monday I was going to write more than 3 sentences of the dissertation, but I was prevented again by littlek. See, her sister moved away recently and left us a large collection of make-up stuff. That was added to my already excessive collection of make-up stuff and it was inevitable that i make a box with compartments for it. It took half a day, but now my light-colored lipsticks are separated from darker lipsticks, the purple nailpolishes have their own compartment and such. it's all good. still doing better than before the qualifying exams - i sorted my clothes according to color on hangers - from black through brown to red to purple to blue to white, that kind of thing. most useful. i also sported a nailpolish-decorated cellphone for awhile. but right now, i will dive into work and work like there's no tomorrow! perhaps i should have a little snack first though. just the idea of work drains so much energy out of me...
You ARE, indeed, a champion, Dagmaraka!
However - now, I am procrastinating about goint to work....
well, i got to work at 6:30 pm today, can you beat that?
Fantastic! Hail to the mistress of procrastination!!!!!
What shall we call you, Oh She Must Be Obeyed.....Later?
dagmaraka wrote:That was added to my already excessive collection of make-up stuff and it was inevitable that i make a box with compartments for it.
Of course! There is no other possible course of action! The make-up stuff MUST be organized! And it sounds like you did a mighty fine job of it, too. This is not trivial! This is not frivolous! This is an absolutely vital step in organizing your
mind, and then the greatest of insights will fairly fly off of your fingertips once such disorganized distractions have been dispatched!
(I'm the same way.)
Dlowan, Dagmanana would work. Apparently that was one of the first words i learned: Manana, manana (tomorrow, tomorrow). Got that from my father. But I don't remain idle, and I do agree organizing make-up is vital, especially when it prevents some other trecherous work. After all, your house is the mirror of your soul, so I can at least cheer myself up by believing how very organized my soul is, if I myself am not so much..
dagmaraka wrote: . . . perhaps i should have a little snack first though. just the idea of work drains so much energy out of me . . .
Dagmaraka
You ARE a procrastination professional. I am in awe of you!
RE snacks
When I was a student and every other ploy and stratagem to procrastinate was used up, and I was face-to-face with the job at hand,
I would say to myself, "A piece of chocolate cake (or pie, or some cookies) will help me THINK better."
Conveniently, no such item was in the house so I would have to go out and search for it.
You can burn up a lot of time doing that!
Ha! I used to have to lock myself in the BATH until I had finished the reading for unversity essays!!! I would then write all night, and hand in the first, rough, draft in the morning.
Fascinatingly enough, I do get my work done on time too. But it takes a few sleepless nights right before the deadline, lots of krankiness and growling on my part (ask my roommates, nah, better not), and when i hand the thing in i get sick for a week or two for that stoopid pattern of behavior i can't get rid of. but what do you know, it works like magic, the best things i have ever written were in the grandest of stresses. life, sigh.....so tough....
Ditto - sigh...'til it fell apart at the end of me final honours year!''After that, it was smegging continuous assessment for the next four years, and never time enough in between for a decent procrastinate.
Wow, how can I follow that sequence?
My petty procrasinations look insipid by comparison.
Will be back later when I have more inspiration ..
Ha Ha, Ha Ha, I am so glad -- the porch has been pressure washed.
Piffka
Do you mean the internal pressure that builds up from sustained procrastination?
