I have a ten-page paper due this coming Tuesday. Though this was assigned, well, the first day of class I have let it perpetually sit on the back burner. My attempts at starting on it in a timely manner failed miserably and I convinced myself that I would not be able to complete it until the pressure of a looming deadline was upon me –i.e., this weekend.
So, I’ve got six pages done (most of which would qualify as a grade above ‘drivel’) and instead of finishing it… I decided to post this.
All right, anyone else out there? I brazenly declare that I will not check this post until I have the first draft done which will have to be by 2:00 p.m. at which time I will make a liquor run and settle down to watch the Maryland / Gonzaga game. (Go Terps!)
I believe I am the world’s worst procrastinator (my mother & wife can attest to that)… I should be doing all of my 3 computer science projects that are 8, 4, and 2 weeks overdue, plus the one due next friday… and I have a math exam this thursday I should be studying for!
I should be writeing 2 essays, and re writeing a feature article. As well as writing a report. Oh, and I’m supposed to be prepareing food for a party tonight.
I have two papers to write. For the first, my collaborator has given me two pages of fairly major data analysis issues that have to be addressed. For the second, I haven’t even finished the data analysis. The first has to be done by Monday, the second by Friday. So, what have I done instead? Read the SDMB, and write an email. Now, I will really really get back to work. Honest.
I need to rinse my hair. The dye’s been sitting since about 9am. It’s now 11. I have dried blue and purple hair dye making my hair stick out in all kinds of funny directions.
And I need to make 30ish cinnamon rolls for a party I’m leaving for at 2:30. Sigh.
And here I am, reading message boards and eating those nasty wax frsted Xmas tree cakes. That are so TASTY. Arg. And being attacked by me kitty.
I should be at the gym working out. I missed Thursday’s workout, because I ran out of time and I had to choose between feeling bad about not working out and feeling bad about not washing the dishes.
There’s three things I should be doing other than perusing the SDMB…
(1) Doing my laundry.
(2) Trying to excavate my car from the 8 or so inches of snow that fell yesterday, and it’s still snowing now.
(3) Calling my mother to see how she’s doing. I tried to call her last night “just to say hello” and found out from my stepfather that she and my stepfather just separated and are getting a divorce (they’ve been married 24 years).
I’ll go for the laundry first, that’s the easiest. Then I’ll call my mother. Think I’ll save the digging (or hoping to find someone I can pay to do it for me) for tomorrow, at least it’s not supposed to be still snowing them.
All right, off to get dressed and do the wash…Really. Once I at least get it downstairs to the laundry room and start it though, I can do some more SDMB perusing while the washer and dryer do their thing.
I should be cleaning the apartment, especially the dishes, but we need to sweep and vacuum too. My friend is going to be calling soon, and she’s coming into town, but I have no idea what we’re going to do tonight. I am really just tired at this point - I went to bed at 1:30, got up at 6, drove 50 km, wrote an exam, drove the 50km back, and I’ve been sitting here doing nothing but read the boards since I got back. Thank GOD my exams are over!
I should be studying for finals. Organic Chemistry and Genetics finals, to be specific.
Genetics isn’t bad (just a ton of memorization) but studying Orgo makes me feel like I’ve just stuck my brain in wood chipper and am trying to piece the small fragments of shredded brain back together again. Opening the textbook to certain sections makes me nauseous. I hate, hate, hate this class. And have a final coming up in nine days.:eek:
I have a nine page paper, on the moral status of overdetermined actions in Kant’s Groundwork, due Thursday. I’ve only just started it; I’ve read through the Groundwork just once, and the relevant literature 3/4 of once. Woohoo! Wouldn’t be such a big deal had I not worked all of three hours total on the last paper, turned in the worst pile of shit ever written for an upper level undergraduate course, and somehow scored a B-. Hrmph. It was far better than I deserved, but now I’ve gotta make up for it. And Here I am reading a freaking message board.
I could go work some more. Or maybe I’ll play a game of chess.
Ahhhh…… the feeling you get when you can step back, look over your work and find it to be a wholly mediocre piece of crap.
The paper is more or less complete. I had only intended to get the draft done. Tomorrow has been set aside for revising and putting together the bibliography and then watching football.
Anyone remember the animated short “Getting Started” where the guy is supposed to be practicing his piano recital but instead finds anything else to divert his attention?
That’s me.
I would write a couple of paragraphs and then play something on the guitar, look in the refrigerator to see if anything materialized since the last time I checked, chase the dog around the apartment, whatever.
It was a paper on techniques of how to stay focused on projects you are working on.
Just kidding, just kidding.
It is the proposal for my master’s seminar paper. In it, I am to analyze the ways in which various state departments of education incorporate the data from the Trends in Mathematics and Science Study (TIMSS) which is one of the organizations that compares progress of American students with their counterparts from other countries.
I should be at least sifting through a month’s worth of mail-do you know it falls over once the stack is higher than 8 inches?The Christmas decorations are still in the basement-forget the outside lights, the snowfall just closed that window of opportunity. And I promised a neighbor I’d help move around some livingroom furniture.
Should be out jogging right now. That is going to happen here in about ten minutes though. Then laundry. Then I have to pack everything up, because I am moving on Monday.
