Journal of a Cynic

4/19/99

Coming to you live, from The Land of Procrastination....

The most productive thing I've done today was to drive myself to a coffee shop and sit my ass down with a big latte. I analyzed one of my orals pieces while I was there. And then I thought, "I'm pumped now! If I go home I'll get lots of studying done."

In the car on the way home I thought, "I'd work better if I were at school. And I wanted to go to the trombone quartet recital tonight, so I'll go home now, relax for a while, and then go back to school and stay late working."

When I got home I opened the mail. The phone bill. The phone bill from when John was at basic training. Calling me once a week on the calling card, from a pay phone. Gods. I had to call John in Georgia to tell him what he'd done to my phone bill.

Then I thought, "I'll watch TV for half an hour and then I'll play through the stuff for the exam." I watched TV. When I stopped watching TV it was too late to practice--the neighbors would have had a ball calling the landlord. Missed the trombone recital.

But I did catch Ally McBeal--how many people do you s'pose have already tried that knee pit thing? I have to admit, I was trying to find the place myself. The elusive knee-spot.

So I have lots and lots of studying to do. I just today decided what I'm doing for each part of the exam. If I were anyone else, that would mean I'm screwed. For me it means, well, I'm screwed. I really need to study. What's wrong with me? I should be studying right now.

Right now. Right now I should be studying.

I'm going to study right now.

Actually, if I go to bed now, I can get up tomorrow morning and study when my mind is fresh...maybe that's what I'll do. Yeah.

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