Lejuan
Super Freak
I hear ya. I gave myself all of January to write a book chapter that absolutely must be done, but it's the 6th and I haven't been able to bring myself to start it. I've never failed to deliver on anything before, and this is pretty important, so failure isn't an option. But somehow I can only bring myself to do something when the flames are singeing my arse hairs. It's 1pm today, no point starting anything half the day is gone. I'll start in ernest tomorrow
Deadline for the first draft is 9am tomorrow morning. It's now 11pm and I've sent off the document to the editor. 10 hours ahead of the deadline, checkoutmyswagbiyatches!
If I'd worked as hard all throughout January as I have this past three days I would've had it done in two weeks.