My brain has taken over my life. Seriously. All it has to do is put its foot down about what it wants done, and BOOM, that’s what I do.

And in the last few days, that’s been procrastination. Brain says “hey, uhh, you know what we should do?” And I say, look brain, I don’t care what you think we should do, I need to work on a paper or a script, one or the other, so pick one of those. Brain says, “Screw that, we’re procrastinating, and since I control all of your function, that’s what we’re going to do.”

So the brain won. I procrastinated like I was a senior in college…oh wait, that wasn’t that long ago…Well anyway, long story short, or long, instead of working on a mere 5 page paper or on a script for a news package (the LAST two assignments of the summer), I played video games and did random tasks that serve generally no worldy purpose other than to satisfy my OCD-fed need for neatness and order in my personal space.

But you know what, finishing the LAST things in any semester is always a problem. There’s something about thinking that there’s so little left to do, that you just can’t bring yourself to do it. Oh well. In exactly four days I’ll be in Ocean City for vacation, and there’s no work there for me to put off…Rock.