This photo shows how far I procrastinated today! And the hazards you face when you are your own boss. This outfit was essential in order to "inspire me" to sit my ass down to write. It's true that I am writing, but I am not working on my book as I am supposed to because I decided to write this blog about my procrastination as an additional way to procrastinate.
I dragged my marabou heeled feet to the computer this am, and fortunately I woke up at 11:30am, so I at least I technically woke up before noon. Once in front of the Procrastination Device (internet), I fell down the bunny hole for two hours on Craig’s List. My intention was to help my friend Chuck find furniture for the bungalow he is moving into this weekend. He didn’t ask for my assistance, but I thought it would be a nice thing to do and I considered it noble procrastination. I wound up being amazed by all the bizarre and fabulous things that are actually FREE – like 90ft palm trees! The only stipulation is you have to provide the transportation to haul them away.
Luckily my housemate Crosby (who actually walks in LA - and far - like NYC far - like from all the way from up near Barnard College to the tip of Manhattan close to Battery Park City distance) came home. Also an avid procrastinator, she takes these epic walks in which she stumbles upon these little *gem-of-a-spots* that know one else knows about. She said she saw this dress and thought, “Who is the only person I know who could wear this?” And since it was only $1, she bought for me. The minute I saw it, I simply had to put it on! In fact it is a crying shame I didn’t have this dress for the wild party the 4 women I live with had this Saturday night. We made s’mores outside over our fire pit, I bellydanced and then drank absinthe with a few friends. That beverage is like drinking, “ Hello, I’m Crazy! juice.” We had such a blast that, today one of my girlfriends, Carte Blanche, and I officially decided that we would go on a sobriety binge. Then my other housemate Therese came home and we discussed the details of the various indecent events from our party. We have so much fun in our house…its perfect. The only thing that would make it even more ideal is a hot tub which I shared at that moment with Crosby and Therese – who just moved to California. Therese said she has a Jacuzzi spa at home that isn’t being used. Just like Craig’s List: it’s free if we could haul it out here. So we all decided that we need to make a road trip to pick up the hot tub, film the adventure as a way to simultaneously make our house even more divine, but also provide some more procrastination.
*Names have been changed to protect the scandalous .
Tue, January 26, 2010
by Ms. Dolphina filed under