Yeah, I should be studying right now. I have two midterms tomorrow, which, admittedly I think will be fairly easy–mostly multiple choice, a couple of matching things, etc. Most of the material on the test comes from preprinted slides and classroom discussion–not necessarily from the textbooks. I’d been reading earlier but I’d taken a break about an hour ago, and now I’m sitting in the living room with my fiancee, typing this post, and watching “Dog: The Bounty Hunter.”
I think I’m gonna do good on my test tomorrow.
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Because we all know Air & Spacecraft design has a lot to do with bounty hunting in Hawaii.
I should probably be grading that stack of Free Response Questions on my desk, but I’m watching the pregame celebrations at Dodger Stadium for Jackie Robinson Day instead. Oh, well. The students will understand. Or not.
This thread speaks to me! I also have exams tomorrow. Microbiology, both a lab and a lecture exam. But, as is probably apparent by now, I’m posting to and reading the Dope. God help me tomorrow, because I’ve got no idea which gram negative rods ferment dextrose!!! I should go find out right about now.
I should be writing my lesson plan for tomorrow evening, but I’m going to read instead and play Beat the Clock tomorrow. I know what I’m going to do; I just need to type it. Tomorrow I’ll procrastinate on writing an article. After that, I’ll procrastinate on a Wednesday presentation.
I have an exam tomorrow and a research paper due May 1st. I should be studying today, hell, I should have been studying for the past week while my school had spring break. Instead I started the week off by discovering the Charlie Rose show and watching almost every show on Google video. After I saw his show about Stanley Kubrick, I watched Stanley Kubrick: A Life in Pictures, and am now in the process of watching every Stanley Kubrick film ever made. So far I saw everything except *Lolita, Barry Lyndon, Eyes Wide Shut *and his films prior to The Killing. Great director.
I know … I have a rough draft of a 15-page semester paper due in Restoration English Lit on Tuesday, and I barely have six disjointed paragraphs done. The 20-pager for Modern Lit is done, but needs polishing. No finals to study for (we don’t have 'em in graduate school) but the papers have to be top-notch, and I’m running out of time. So, of course, here I am posting on SDMB – hey, any of you guys know where I can get a good graduate level paper on the influence of Puritan providence stories on Defoe’s “Journal of a Plague Year”? I didn’t think so. Slackers!
That’s me. I should be reviewing pensions and then EPS for the final on Saturday, but I’m surfing for a couple minutes before I go do a couple other things.
Ah well, I have 5 days. I should do better than I did last time I took this course (actually, I already am… this time I’m actually understanding it. Last time I was foolish enough to not drop it when I should’ve.)
I have a job interview in 2 hours, but I’m kind of tired, so I’m thinking about calling in to cancel it so I can take a nap. I don’t really want the job anyway, so it wouldn’t be a complete loss. I was mostly going just for interview practice.
I’m at work; I should be working on one of the many projects on my plate. Or I should at least be working on one of my term projects. But instead, I’m doing… this. Hey, at least I’m out of the mafia game, so I can’t use that as an excuse anymore.
I have a (more or less reasonably complete) draft of my master’s thesis due in a week and the final draft due 31 May. I spent the day posting my travel photos online. Woo!
Wow! I didn’t think I’d get so many procrastinators like me. . .
. . . see, I’ve got another final tomorrow, and I should be studying, but I think I already know half of this crap. I know where the flaps, slats, spoilers, trim tabs, and ailerons are. I know the difference between TCASS and a transponder. I know of Kepler’s laws of motion. It ain’t that hard. . .
. . . but instead, I’m surfing the Dope. . . again!
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Gawd, it’s like I’m addicted to this place or something.
Yes, folks, instead of studying, he’s walking around the house with spicy pickle breath, talking to the cats while packing his gym bag for the morning and generally wasting time he should spend studying. Then he can get his graduate degree and keep me in the style to which I’ve become accustomed!