Stalling.
...why am I dragging my ass on this? I can normally bang these out in two hours or less and here it is, almost four in the morning, and I have twoish pages. I'm just so tempted to say fuck it and sleep. But I know I'll just lay down and worry about the fucking paper. So what's the point? Then again, I'm sure the majority of this paper isn't even in proper English. My brain is rebelling against the language, which is bad for a variety of reasons, mainly that I don't know any other languages well enough to justify it. Actually right now it is largely composed of random lyrics, which part of me thought about typing out to see what it would amount to, but then I would want to translate and hunt for the ones I don't know and that's just more time wasted. Goddamn.