day eighteen: procrastination petersen to the rescue!

when we last left our heroine, she was spending hours upon hours in the library, reading postmodern theorist one after other. now that we've returned to her she is doing everything in her all immense power to do nothing of the sort...she's folding paper cranes, listening to movie soundtracks, helping people move, doing laundry (which was a great feat in itself), having coffee with friends, and texting people to go to ikea. yes folks, fear not...procratinating petersen has jumped in at the nick of time and saved this poor girl from doing any actual work. perhaps the procrastinator will be overcome with guilt, but fear not, this will last for a couple mroe hours at the very least.

sorry for the third person account...I needed some way to make this procratinating bit a bit more exciting. all is well here aside from the fact that when I sit down to actually look at my books, I'm uninspired. perhaps this is part of going to a college that is primarily about the fine arts: inspiration. but soon, fear and guilt will get me back to the reading habit. fear not.