procrastination and catharsis

[heresluck]

Sometime last week, I got linked to this essay on procrastination, which I found interesting. (My Netflix queue is not quite like the one described in the opening of the essay, but the difference is, I think, one of degree rather than kind.) The analysis seems to me pretty spot-on, especially this line:
You run out of time to get things done

Comments

[sdwolfpup]

Wow, thank you for linking to both of those. Which I read while procrastinating work. Heh.

[heresluck]

Ahahaha. I hear you.

[sockkpuppett]

I hate to be/stay mad, but it seems to be an integral part of my being lately. I'm mad at everything and everybody! (Yes, I think I'm doing a lot of transference) I think that I diffuse it well with black humor, and when I was vidding nonstop a couple of years ago, well, just call me Disneyland. At this point, though, I seem to be doing a lot more walking away *with* it than walking away without it. But dammit! At least I'm walking!

[heresluck]

Oh, I have DEFINITELY done the walking away WITH it, where I know better than to say/type the first thing that comes to mind, and I walk away, but I walk away to go stew some more and think of the perfect cutting remark! I have come up with many a scathing rejoinder while doing dishes. I'm not sure why gardening's different for me, but it really is -- possibly because I'm not very good at it, and so inevitably I end up annoyed about a weed that won't come up or whatever, and it displaces the original anger. It's the law of conservation of irritation, or something.