I procrastinate.
It’s not like I don’t have the excuses as to why I’m not getting everything taken care of. Laundry to be done, NASA computer desk put together, bills to be paid, pinball machines to be set up, and pinball machines to be put back together (otherwise known as the most expensive jigsaw puzzles ever).
Did I mention I’m sleepy? For those of you who know me, this isn’t my normal narcoleptic self. Work paged me @ 3 am this morning, and I didn’t get out until 10:30. It took listening to some “Since U b33n g0ne” to keep me awake. I just kept it on continual rotation on the mp3 player. Thank goodness for mp3 players and whiny pop music. I then went to the apartment and proceeded to not sleep. I think sometime this afternoon, I crossed over from slap happy to sleep headache.
Where was I going with this? Oh yes, so here I sit. Stuff to do. Do I do it? No.
Instead I come up with probably the best ideas ever.
Wouldn’t it be awesome if you were given your ownChoose Your Own Adventure book when you are born?
[Mormon Talk]
Sadly, this is the reason I will never be a Patriarch. I’d give out 20 page blessings that would contain the following advice:
“If you decide to go on a mission, turn to page 12, if you decide to slack it at home go to page 18″
Page 12: “You go on a mission, baptize millions. Soon you go home, marry a cute girl, have 3 1/2 kids and strike gold while working in your garden.”
Page 18: “You are killed in a violent Panda Bear Attack”
[/Mormon Talk]
I do wish I had my own personal Choose Your Own Adventure. Of course I’d cheat. I would read the end first.
Sadly, I don’t think the church is ready for me or the blessings I’d be handing out. I wonder how the church is ready for me in any sort of Leadership right now.
Well, I need to go do “Stuff”.
After I get done reading some more blogs.. And listen to some Sk8ter Boi.
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