Pressing

There's nothing like a looming deadline to really bring out the procrastinator in me.

I don't know what happens to my brain. I'm so very logical, yet the closer I get to the deadline to complete a massive project, my mind goes to crap, and the more excuses I find to do something else... like blogging.

It's as if I spontaneously believe that a group of magic project fairies will appear and complete it for me while I sleep.

But in the past, these magic fairies have disappointed me time and time again, and despite all hope, have always failed to show up. And I know that it'll just end up with me being up all night for several nights in a row, drinking pot after pot of coffee, wondering why I put it off for so long.