Wednesday, November 21, 2007

anatomy of a procrasty nation

Accidentally misjudged time in the opposite direction today -- a confused snooze-button episode gifted me several extra minutes and no good excuse not to leave the apartment at 8:35. Noples.

Literal coat is on, literal keys are in hand. But. Then. There's...refrigerator-magnet staring? Lip-syncing? Writing about it?For what good reason?

Every day I leave this apartment at 9:09-ish -- far beyond the desired (by my employer) arrival time. There's no excuse. No traffic jams or public transportation struggles. The walk takes approximately thirteen minutes. The flagrant coffee stop pushes things back a bit but seriously (self) -- CAMMAN.

Phew. 9:09 -- time to go!

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