I think of myself as something of a connoisseur of procrastination, creative and dogged in my approach to not getting things done.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Apparently, despite my awareness of its pejorative connotation, procrastinating is something I fall victim to quite frequently. I'm not proud of it; I'm just being honest.
I try to procrastinate, if I can, productively, like I'll work on something else as procrastination. Or I take a walk. Because often I find, if you get out, more things come to you.
I've always been a procrastinator.
One of the things I'm really good at is procrastinating.
I swing between procrastination and being really thorough so either way things aren't getting done quickly.
Procrastination is your body telling you you need to back off a bit and think more about what you are doing.
The essence of procrastination lies in not doing what you think you should be doing, a mental contortion that surely accounts for the great psychic toll the habit takes on people. This is the perplexing thing about procrastination: although it seems to involve avoiding unpleasant tasks, indulging in it generally doesn't make people happy.
I'm so good at procrastinating.
My life is a monument to procrastination, to the art of putting things off until later, or much later, or possibly never.
I mean, I can get things done if I need to, but I can really be completely irresponsible and procrastinate until the very, very, very bitter end. In fact, sometimes I work better under pressure.
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