Nov. 20th, 2004 01:11 pm
The Procrastinator
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savvyliterateI can see him now. He was waiting outside my door for this moment to come along. As soon as it there, so was he...smile sweetly at me and enticing me with fantasies beyond my mere mortal comprehensions. He beckoned me to join him, to be entralled in his prescence and give up my time to spend with him.
He is...the Procrastinator.
::stares at pile of boxes and an entire apartment to pack and give away::
He's like Santa Claus, yet only shows up when you move (which lately for me, happens to be an average of once a year.)
Ah well. There's only so long I can stare at the computer screen.
::stares::
Okay, okay, I'll get back to work :)
He is...the Procrastinator.
::stares at pile of boxes and an entire apartment to pack and give away::
He's like Santa Claus, yet only shows up when you move (which lately for me, happens to be an average of once a year.)
Ah well. There's only so long I can stare at the computer screen.
::stares::
Okay, okay, I'll get back to work :)