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Eleven o'clock, and I have six of ten pages written. Another two to knock off tonight, and the rest will be done in the morning, and after class - it's only the draft anyway, and so far, for a draft, it's better than I usually do. I am surprisingly coherent, and organized.
I have the deadline head-rush. I do always begin papers with such good intentions. I give myself plenty of time to work leisurely. But it never works, ever; I just distract myself and get little done until crunch time hits. Then the thoughts fly, and the words flow. (If I'm lucky. Sometimes, they just never come.)
And perhaps someday I will not have this need for procrastination. Somehow, though, I doubt it. I'm just too good at it. And I rather enjoy it.
I have the deadline head-rush. I do always begin papers with such good intentions. I give myself plenty of time to work leisurely. But it never works, ever; I just distract myself and get little done until crunch time hits. Then the thoughts fly, and the words flow. (If I'm lucky. Sometimes, they just never come.)
And perhaps someday I will not have this need for procrastination. Somehow, though, I doubt it. I'm just too good at it. And I rather enjoy it.

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well i just have question. "not tonight josephine" is a tori song, right? or something? by someone you like, yes? well what does it mean in the song? or whatever?
i ask because we just watched "some like it hot" and that is a line in it. so it got me thinking. anyway, yes, that's all.
:)
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