BORED BEYOND BELIEF

The temptation to blog right now comes at the most inopportune of moments. With a truckload of thesis work pending (visions of a huge weighing scale with me sitting in one pan and losing to a tiny book bound in black in the other..), and a bed that temptingly tweaks its finger at me, I refrain from pressing Alt+Tab at this moment.

I've been arbitly copy-pasting from academic articles and journals for the past two hours, after an evening which I spent randomly saying "Poop!!!" at regular intervals to poor Dee, for reasons unknown. I've now checked my mail three times (even though Gmail has those little pop-ups), checked Orkut twice (even though Gmail would have popped up to notify), combed my hair, filled water, and compared three different versions of "Neele Neele Ambar Par". I'm borrrrrred and I'm looking for more time wasting activities (TWA, as pop would say)..

The clock is fast galloping past 2 a.m.-- the time limit I'd given myself before I absolutely have to work. But then my conscience rests easy.. the limit was first 12.30, then 1.15, then 1.45, 1.50, 1.55 :D Even though I think it is pointless, I shall still strive to try and get work done tonight. And then maybe I'll sleep late tomorrow morning.. maybe I can get up after lunchtime..

Think I'll just curl up for a little while.. only a couple of minutes..