The Depths of Procrastination

My first exam is on November 30.  And while my dreams have been plagued with visions of total failure, I am still unable to motivate myself to really study.  To give you a taste of the extent to which I am capable of procrastinating, I have made three new iTunes playlists this week, viewed several useless Youtube videos, re-watched the latest episode of Survivor twice, and drew a picture.  This is just the beginning.  I also started an application for the Peace Corps and have vacuumed my room twice.  The depths of procrastination were reached recently when I began taking the seasonal quizzes on Marthastewart.com.  Now, I love Martha Stewart.  This, by now, should be common knowledge.  However, under no circumstances do I support the quizzes she has available on her website.  But I have reached a low point in my life where the thought of taking a quiz is exponentially more appealing than reading a scholarly article about European law.  For example, just a couple of days ago, I took a quiz entitled "How well do you know your cat?"  (I know, I know, I kind of hate myself for it.)  This particular quiz was prepared by a "cat expert." Seriously Martha?  The woman employs an in-house cat expert?  But at the same time, I can't talk.  I took the stupid quiz.  Believe me, it was really stupid.  So stupid in fact that I emailed the link to my Mom so she could take it.  The saddest part?  I got a perfect score.  I don't even like cats, not even my own.
Today I took a Thanksgiving-themed quiz entitled "What Thanksgiving Side Dish are You?"  Honestly, I couldn't care less.  Yet, once again, I took the quiz.  This time, I was highly disappointed to discover that I am "roasted root vegetables."  First of all, what the heck kind of side dish is that?  And second, why couldn't I have been the green bean casserole with extra Funions?  It was at this point, when I realized I was actually disappointed with my results, that I knew I had hit rock bottom.
So I may be a cat expert and a roasted root vegetable side dish, but I am in no way, shape, or form ready for these exams.  Or at least not ready to begin studying.
So if you are interested, I am currently accepting donations in the form of distractions.  Send me an email, a Facebook message, Skype me whenever I am online, comment on the blog!  But please, don't send quizzes.  I have enough on my plate as it is.

Peace, Love, and Waffles (no roasted root vegetables, thanks).