Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Procrastinator

I have six minutes to complete this post. I've prepared nothing, nor have I anything in mind on which to pontificate. I'd love to regale you with more tales of pornstar, or rant about the landslide of things that need to be done before we move Sunday, but (now there's four minutes) details are really not that important.

It's like school. I don't remember most of the details I learned in school. Mostly, I learned how to manage my time, how to do someone else's bidding, how to change my behaviour in different environments. (say Gymclass vs Biology)

I'm rallying those skills I learned way back when in order to accomplish everything . And I still have no need for the details. Dates of wars, the impact of the industrial revolution, mitochondria and the mechanics of recession do not aid so much in real life.

Now why wasn't there a class on avoiding procrastination? (I'm done now, with 4 seconds to spare.)

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

It helps to write on the outside of the boxes what is in them. If you are moving everything yourself, I'm sure things will go very well. Hired movers don't care about your fragile things. I can't wait to see pictures of the new place and read stories of the move.

Lemuel said...

Why wasn't there a class...?

Perhaps the school board just could not get around to it.

BTW - six minutes? you type faster (and better) than I ever will! :)

Jack said...

You amaze me!?

Spider said...

Remember, procrastination is also an art in itself...

St. Dickeybird said...

There WAS a procrastination class, but they scheduled it for the end of day. By the time everyone showed up, it was time to go home.

toobusyliving said...

I failed accounting in High School, which, had I been paying attention, may have been a sign of disasters aplenty to come.....

Anonymous said...

I once gathered all my gym gear, got in the car to go to the gym and then wimped out, went to a book store and bought "Procrastination for Dummies."

r said...

Hey now.

Are you saying all I'm doing for most of my students is teaching them to do my bidding?

If that's the case, I've got to change my lesson plans.


I need a cleaner house; maybe I can bid them to come over and dust?

Doug said...

Procrastination is not the problem. It is the solution. It is the universe's way of saying stop, slow down, you move too fast. Listen to the music. Whoa whoa, listen to the music. Because music makes the people come together, it makes the bourgeois and the rebel. So come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody try to love one another. Because what the world needs now is love, sweet love. And I know that love is a battlefield, but boogie on reggae woman because you're gonna make it after all. So celebrate good times, come on. I've gotta stop, I've gotta come to my senses, I've been out riding fences for so long... oops I did it again... um... What I'm trying to say is, if you leave tonight and you don't remember anything else that I've said, leave here and remember this: Procrastinate now, don't put it off.

-Ellen DeGeneres

Timmy said...

I definitely need a class on procrastination.

dpaste said...

I face deadlines every day of the work week. Sometimes I have to turn around to face them, since they have already passed me.

One of my favorite quotes is: "I love deadlines. I love the 'wooshing' noise they make as they go past."

GayProf said...

Are you trying to tell me that you don’t use trigonometry in your daily life? Our high school teachers promised that we needed to know it. Are you calling them liars? Huh? Well, are you?

dantallion said...

At least you were procrastinating with something worthwhile - entertaining us!

Nicki said...

I'm procrastinating with homework by reading your blog.

It's a vicious cycle, isn't it?