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| screeches and whines (Photo credit: Lettuce.) |
Fact number 1 (just in the order it occurs to me, not ranked as to importance): I have 5, yes, 5 projects to finish before the end of next week, and the thought of working on them makes my head hurt.
Fact number 2: If I don't keep up with my coursework, I'll probably be stuck working retail forever. (Hey, Dr. Toffee, you'll be pleased to know that I know that this is a slippery slope logical fallacy)
Fact number 3: Somehow, I have managed to wind up having no money again, just when Christmas is coming and there's a lot of stuff I want to do (movies, parties, etc.) besides buying gifts.
Fact number 4: Thanksgiving is coming at me like an out-of-control steamroller. If I could have moved into my own place by now, I could just show up at Mom's on Thursday, eat my turkey, help with the dishes, and go home. But because I live at Mom's, I'm responsible for a bunch of time-consuming chores that nobody will notice unless I don't do them. Really, I guess that even though I want to help out, what I want more is not to have to help out.
Conclusion: I am selfish, self-indulgent, and lazy.
However, as you can see, I am writing this post, so I am working on one of my projects, finally, which means that I have crawled out of my lair and started to face reality.
But I still don't wanna.
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