I have 2,000 words to write for Monday night. I’m not free tomorrow (I’m spending the day at Sci Fi London, if anyone reading this is going too and wants to say hi). This means I have only a day and a half to finish my work. I can’t miss my deadline, I need to get it written, and time is running out.
Am I writing?
Am I buggery.
All I’ve done is write a list of what I have to do, and now I’m having my dinner and am about to watch the latest episode of Lost.
Guh. I suck at life.