Persistent Procrastination

I have other things
I need to be doing.

But this
is so much easier.

This poem
kind of sucks.

I am bogged down under some work. Or rather, I should be. I keep weaseling my way out of it. Now it is time to sleep again--I work the 11pm-7am shift tonight.

I have until the 27th to complete a few papers for a class I took earlier in the summer. It's a long story. It's embarrassing. I know I can do this, I just need to actually do it.

And of course, I get my most interesting ideas when I should not be working on my personal projects.