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    Thursday, April 09, 2009

    TOWARDS A THEORY OF PROCRASTINATION

    Procrastination, I think, is an important tool of self-discovery. It allows me explore many tangential interests and topics that I otherwise wouldn't permit myself to indulge in for longer than a few minutes. In fact, I would even submit that it encourages me to create new interests--interests that could potentially take up hours and hours of time that would otherwise just be spent delving deeper into areas with which I'm already familiar.

    Examples of interests developed in periods of procrastination:

    - A line of hair care products from Australia with vaguely industrial-themed packaging.

    - Spill-proof travel mugs.

    - Making frothed milk with a whisk and a microwave.

    - Jeans with a spandex content higher than 3%.

    - Flash puzzler games that take 20+ minutes to complete.

    - Okay, look. I've just been sitting on the internet doing absolutely nothing. I haven't even showered or eaten anything.

    There are currently 13 piles of articles sitting on my dining room table (each representing a different intellectual or practical theme of collections management), an exam on Tuesday, and a prof who does not share my academic predilection for the post-modern (for the lack of a better word in this context).

    I am on pile #2. And have been since last night. I need someone to stand behind me and tell me to stop thinking about stretchy pants and start reading about the cultural biography of objects, stat.
      12:59 PM
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