Procrastination

I don't know what it is about today/tonight but I absolutely cannot focus on anything academic. Other than finishing my reading in Philip Roth's Goodbye, Columbus, nothing else really seems to be getting done. Good book though.

Here is a list of things that seem more important to me right now than studying for my LGBT midterm on Tuesday:

1. My messy room. Not cleaning it, but instead trying my best not to look around it. From where I am perched on my bed, I can see... a lime, at least 7 glasses containing liquids from last night, a cowboy hat, a huge open container of cranberry juice, a completely EMPTY handle of Svedka, an almost finished bottle of Fresca, cards splayed across the floor, a studded belt, so yeah- sums up my life, sums up why I'm terrified to begin the cleaning process.
   
2. Chelsea Handler. All I want to do is keep reading Are You There Vodka? Not that Roth's protagonist, Neil, and his struggles with love, class, and winning ping-pong games against seven year old girls in the suburbs of New Jersey isn't riveting, but frankly I'd rather be reading about Handler's alcohol problem.
3. My radio show! Tonight's topic is health at Smith college which I'm sure will be filled with lots of jokes and an absolutely phenomenal assortment of tunes. Just kidding about that last part. Pretty sure a Ne-yo and Celine Dion combination wouldn't necessarily thrill the WOZQ heads. Ah well.
4. Being weak and tired from last night. Enough said.

So, as you can see, studying is just not a priority right now. Alas, WWII gays and lesbos, you're struggles and community growth will have to wait until later.

PEACE OUT.