who's good at procrastinating? I am!

It took me almost three hours to turn in my English essay today.

Shortly before noon I headed out in search of a place to print. (the Uni library closed on the 14th.) I went to the internet cafe I knew about--it was closed. I know it's New Year's Eve, but still, lazy. Since the second one I knew about was a long ways away in a direction I don't often travel, I called first (after returning to my dorm to fetch the number). Nobody answered.

I found an internet cafe nearby. They were open. They had a printer. The stars seemed to be aligning. Except the damn printer stopped working after 7 of my 16 pages had printed. So, clutching one of the required 2 copies of my essay, and with no bibliography in sight, I headed out into the wilds of London.

Nothing. I walked in a couple of circles, ended up in the City which seemed unpromising (if there's one section of London where people don't need public computers/printers, it's the City) but finally, appearing before me out of the shadows of my own gloom...


I almost danced.

I would like to take this opportunity to point out to FedEx UK that their system of payment isn't very good. At the ones I've been to in the US, you have to put in a credit card before anything happens. Here, I went to the computer, printed, and went up to a desk and told the guy how many pages I'd printed. I didn't even get a funny look because I obviously had more pages than I said (from the first place I printed). So a) I could have fudged the numbers or b) if the place had been any busier I probably could have just left without anyone noticing.

But I would not do that because I am a good person.

Anyway, after being saved by my knight-in-shining-armor Sir Kinkos, I went to the post office, popped it in the mail, and am now finishing packing.

24 hours from now I'll be somewhere over the Atlantic.