I downloaded an article entitled “How to stop Procrastinating”. Haven’t gotten around to reading it yet.
Deadlines loom with malevolent menace (oooh, alliteration). If anyone whispers ‘wordcount’ to me, i’m going to bash them on the head with the external dvd-writer and make them drink yesterday’s rancid coffee.
Wish I had a vice to seek solace in. Thinking about going to the smoking-room to stand around and breathe in the 4pm cloud.
Or i’ll inject some mochaccino intravenously instead.
Happy Weekending.
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