"In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn't cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2:55, when you know you’ve taken all the baths that you can usefully take that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul."
- Life, The Universe and Everything
The majority of my weekend has been spent reading Bleach whilst listening to John Butler. The 2 Theater IB Papers I am to write tonight are nowhere near started, and yet I am leaving in an hour or so to have Muffins and watch How I Met Your Mother.
Procrastination thy name is Sunday.
In spirit of this principle here be youtube nonsense:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VDvgL58h_Y&playnext_from=TL&videos=6Vlsl3uoU74
I don't know what's supposed to be motivating me to work, but it sure as hell needs to kick in in the next 5 hours unless I want an all-nighter.
This is Modern Literature
For Children
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