Procrastination

I'm finding it so hard to be compelled to do anything at the moment. I'm thinking that if I spill this out now that I won't have to do it later and maybe, just maybe, I will be able to look at my luggage and figure out what the hell I have to do to make myself ready for Thursday morning. I do have to text Phil and say that I will take him up on his offer to get me to Gatwick early (oh, so early) on Thursday morning. That's one thing I definitely have to do today. Otherwise, there's just a lot of business that I have to take care with paperwork and so forth. No, wait... I have to call the airline that I'm flying with to see what the charges are on excess luggage, just in case I am over the weight limit. While I'm doing all of this, I think I will probably copy the video from my camcorder over to my computer and get that onto a disc to give to Lars so he can show it off to everyone. I feel so exceptionally lazy that I don't want to even start a new paragraph in this entry. I think I'm just gonna continue to ramble on until I am sufficient rambled out. I should have some music on. Laziness. Not gonna. I'm even too lazy to accept having a fried egg cooked for me. Actually, I might go to bed. I told Nicolette that I wouldn't, but now I'm thinking that would be a great idea. I don't think I've slept very much in the last few weeks and it's all really catching up with me now. I should sleep then I can sit down and write about my weekend, because it was so exceptionally mad, but really, really great. Hmmmm... eyelids are getting heavy. Best to go now and save myself the embarassment of keyboard marks on my forehead.