I’m supposed to be balancing my checkbook, paying bills, debugging some ugly programming nightmare from work, putting together as-built documentation and Operating and Maintenance manuals for said work, and probably some other stuff I’ve conveniently mis-remembered. (oh yeah, I need to iron some shirts. :rolleyes: )
Instead, I’m reading about JarbabyJ’s drawn out attempt to become another Memorial Day statistic (hope you heal faster than I did), finding out the RL names of other board members, learning that Biggirl is one helluva swell person, etc.
I can’t be the only one who has discovered what a fine work-avoidance device the sdmb is, so what the heck are you not doing here?
Attending Mandarin class
Studying Mandarin in lieu of attending class
Reading Tom Robbins novel (any, except the Frog one.)
Feeding starving orphans in Buttfuckistan or other turbulent locales.
Sleeping.
I should be getting ready for bed…
I do have to work tomorrow, you know.
Oh well.
Sleeping also… zzz…
Well, my work, of course. [sigh] I must be strong. I will turn this damn machine off and do my work. I will, I tell you! I will!!!
Well, I’m MEANT to be preparing dinner (pastitso…sort of a greek lasagne) and it’s 3.00 pm and I’m meant to be leaving for work in an hour and I don’t trust my kids to be able to make the cream sauce, and I haven’t even started cooking the pasta yet, and…
here I sit at this bloody monitor reading the bloody SDMB.
Oh, and I COULD be writing one of three essays that are due in the next 10 days.
Or hanging out the pile of washing in the laundry.
but I’m not.
I should be sleeping…
Studying for the bar exam.
Putting together the text of a public speech I’ll be giving tomorrow … groan …
Definitely sleeping.
…washing up.
Doing my Writing Journalism and Cybersociety assignments.
Doing media homework (due Friday)
Doing Studio Art (50 pages due in on Tuesday) Including 3 finals.
Studying for Psychology exam.
Having a shower and washing up while the kids are asleep.
I should be making capsules for our drug studies. Or organizing this mess of an office. Or calling back the research assistant to tell her I got her medication request.
I should be out living life. I should be doing exciting things. I should be doing things I can tell my grandchildren about.
But no, I’m here at work, reading the boards. 
sigh I’m sitting here in the school library. I’m supposed to be writing a report on orthotics. The librarian has yeleed at me twice. Yet, I relentlessly return to this site! Eh, there’s always tommorow for schoolwork.
I should be studying international law but thena agin international law seems to be the law of the jungle…
I should be studying for my nursing exams.
…processing PO’s, filing paperwork, filing for divorce, etc.