Back It Up

When everything piles up in life, I just take a deep breath, utter a few fuck me's and do what's got to be done. There are those rare instances however when I procrastinate. Procrastination is a horrible shit and I try to avoid him at all costs. But sometimes he slips through, grabs a hold of me and makes me want to lay my head on his chest forever.

Because I allowed myself to be seduced by procrastination, I never got around to picking up those back up disks I needed. Tomorrow, I'd say, because procrastination felt so good. Then tomorrow came and my computer decided to get a little kinky and blow the motherboard. And procrastination laughed in my face and strolled out the door.

There are 5 more computers in the house, so my issue isn't not having one. My issue is in the fact that I lost everything of red level importance. Half of a 500 page report I've been working on for weeks. A 200 page portfolio due Thursday. Documents with a Friday deadline. Codes to three templates (my apologies). Pre-written posts. Gone. Gone. Gone.

For the last two days I have been busting my ass trying to redo all of the "I am so fucked" things that need to be done. My head hurts, my back aches, my eyes are red. My fingers have cramped up 6 times in the last 48 hours. But you know what the worst part of it all is? That I have no one to rage to because I'm the genius that fucked my own shit up. Fanfriggintastic.

The point of this post is actually to just deliver a message to those that are thinking of giving in to procrastination. Don't do it man. Trust me on this. Leave that trick alone! And please, please always remember.....back your shit up.

~And yes I do realize I am procrastinating by writing this post. What can I say, procrastination has a nice ass.~