My roof may still leak and my office isn't painted, but in my defense... OK, I really don't have a defense, but isn't that picture hilarious?Feels like finals week. I'm geeking on how well I can plan and document my trip on google maps (turn the wiki and photo layers on and it's like holy @!%$). I've got a big list of stuff to do before I leave.
Of course I'm doing the stuff I want to do, not the stuff I should be doing. The night before I left for Zambia I was on my hands and knees at 3 am trying to finish tiling my kitchen. I finished it, but to this day there is one mismatched tile in the middle of my floor. I was so bleary eyed and frantic I didn't notice it until it was too late to remove easily and I was too tired to care. I kind of like it though.
I don't know why I'm this way. I don' t know if it's immaturity, or selfishness or what but if I'm not in the mood to do something I just don't do it. If the mood strikes me though - watch out - I'm so productive I could hurt a sucka. I think that's what I would say in my defense. Just like with cycling, it's all about efficiency. Why do a task when I know I'm not going to be at my most productive doing it. Besides, if I was painting my kitchen right now I wouldn't know that there is a giant Unfinished Obelisk lying in the desert somewhere south of Aswan. How cool is that?
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Knowing who you are and how to get it done is at least part of the trick. Don't let guilt be your motivator.
I'm the same way. Procrastinate... but when the mood strikes I'm a mushroom cloud layin mother trucker, mother trucker.
(too much pulp fiction)
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