September 29, 2006

safe and snug in my rut

Years have passed and I remain the same. Proof? Here I am, writing a thesis on Chaucer's misogynistic tendencies in his handling of medieval courtly love in "The Book of the Duchess." The paper's not the problem; the nearness the due date for the paper is the problem. I don't even have an outline yet. I actually began lamenting my plight several days ago. And I'm no closer to the outline.

I'd hoped I'd eventually stop procrastinating. All I wanted was to be magically transfigured into a diligent, self-discipline academic wunderkind. Is that too much to ask?

Apparently so.

Self-discipline looked at me like a high-school cheerleader looks across the room at the school geek, blowing a kiss at him and winking brassily, taunting him and reminding him of her unattainability. There's self-discipline, that saucy wench, insolently reminding me that she and I can never be together. She turns and saunters out of the room, hanging amorously on the arm of some straight-A student. Yeah, that's right, just go. I've got caffeine anyway.

The irony of the fact that I'm writing this, rather than the paper, is not lost on me... Back to thesis crafting.

Posted by jonsligh at 05:03 PM | Comments (9)