Argh!

So much stuff to do! Running out of time! Motivation is really lacking! What am I to do...

Procrastination is a bitch. I know there's a mountain of work to do - intern applications, study for exams, work on the review article and get the ski trip going again - but it's so hard to do any of this...why? Short answer is TV, long answer is TV and internet, my current temptresses. If only procrastinating wasn't so easy, like if suddenly everything apart from essential things like email and medicine-related things were cut off. I don't know, it's so hard.

I'm barely staying coherent because I just feel like ranting, and also this puts of studying and writing things that actually matter (as opposed to this drivel - really). Oh man I'm such an idiot, there was so much time to do everything before but I wasted that time like the champion procrastinator that I am.

What to do what to do...

Memento: now THAT'S a twist!

M. Night Shyamalala...lan take note: this is a twist that has meaning, it has character - you have the feeling that it's coming, and then it's revealed and you're stunned. Well, I was anyway.

Masterful.

Wow!

Newsflash!
Zip! Zap!
...Zop?

New entry is now - what an event. This is, undoubtedly without hyperbole, the event of the millenium. So full of new, fresh ideas! Newfound fervour for this collection of ramblings (I would say literary masterpieces but I'm trying to stick to the hyperbole-free theme here). It may seem Philistine, facile, facetious, fabricated and so many other f-words (um...meaning none others have come to me in the manic pace that I've opted to write at)(prepositions are bad to end with?)...but ever full of flavour! Really I was just doing the f-thing for that last bit. I'm such a sucker for alliteration.

Anyway so what's brought on this rarest of rare updates? One that's taken me so long to write, when in fact I'd actually made many starts in the past year or so. And I know that that last statement made little sense but run with me here. With scissors. Ahem. Cymbals? No?

Nothing really, this is still part of the wider net of activities under the shotgun umbrella of categories called procrastination. And as usual it's sleep and the inevitable gamut of work that sleep will bring ever closer, how else but by bringing that blastingly bright ball of burning er...burnables (it's late...) into the blue beyond once again. Butane! Wait that's probably not right...undoubtedly this will lead me to a wikipedia entry on the gaseous components of the sun. Or maybe not, you never know. Life is full of surprises like that.

So yeah, that's me. How's about you?