Pointless whinging
Ah, the last of the month. When all the reccers in various communities go - oh shit! - and my f-list is hit with a wealth of stories that pique my interest, preventing me from getting any work done at all.
I must resist! Resist!
It doesn't help that what I should be doing is reading, but to procrastinate I read, and then to take a break from that I read, and then when I'm tired of that I read. So I've spent the whole weekend reading and am still faced with a 300-page book on modern medical technology that I should have read and need to have read by tomorrow. Can I help it if that's the only thing, out of all I've read this weekend, that puts me to sleep? *sigh*
I must resist! Resist!
It doesn't help that what I should be doing is reading, but to procrastinate I read, and then to take a break from that I read, and then when I'm tired of that I read. So I've spent the whole weekend reading and am still faced with a 300-page book on modern medical technology that I should have read and need to have read by tomorrow. Can I help it if that's the only thing, out of all I've read this weekend, that puts me to sleep? *sigh*