Procrastination

I really shouldn't be writing this entry. I should be typing my fingers off, working on class journal entries, class presentations, and book summaries. But darn it all, I just can't work up the will to do anything. After writing this, I'll probably wander into the kitchen, make myself some popcorn, and daydream about everything in the world except school. Not that I don't enjoy my classes, but I'm just so sick of thinking about them I could almost... well, I'm not sure what. You see! You see what grad school has done to me!! Not an ounce of creative thinking left in my mind; it has all been sapped in order to ensure my survival in this madcap, nonsensical world.

Now if you'll excuse me. I've got some popcorn to make, and some first-rate guilt to stew in. Dear heavens, will school ever end?!