Thursday, February 24, 2005

Time Lines

All the time lines are swiftly slipping past me (sigh). Everytime I want to sit down and do something useful, some stupid miscellaneous thing will crop up and then by the time I have dealt with that, there is no desire left to do what I wanted to do in the first place.

I think they call that procastination. Or sheer laziness.

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