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Today I was walking home, down the quiet street of Villeneuve, and I was listening to Beck's Odelay. Suddenly, I could here a loud ringing over the cool funk-country-alt-rock-white-soul rhythms of Beck. I lifted my headphones and my eardrums embraced the loving sound of church bells. In this most Catholic of cities, one little Jew found himself surrounded by the celebratory sounds of Easter bells ringing, and that little Jew was content. At that point I decided I needed a fresh start to things. Hey, if Jesus can, why not me?
So here I am. I want to start a new path of my life. On my current path I am a procrastinator, a hard-freakin-core procrastinator. I adjusted my life and routines until now around that fact. I did the minimal work necessary throughout all my schooling and waited until the last moment to complete that work. I would always put things off until people were breathing down my neck. But I've now entered an important phase of life where deadlines have simply ceased to be. All of a sudden I must be self-motivated. For the past four months, though, I've still been trying to avoid facing up to this fact. Hell, I've been procrastinating writing in my blog!
So, listening to those loud pure tones ringing across the city, I had a little revelation. I am going to start doing things. There are too many hours in the day wasted. There are too many times I know exactly what I could be doing and not doing it. I'm sick of laying in bed at night knowing exactly what I am not doing. You know the expression, "How do you sleep at night?" Well, I actually have trouble sleeping at night with the guilt I lay upon myself for procrastinating so much. But no more!
I have a job where I need to work on my own time, and I try to procrastinate. I could be making buttloads of money, literally buttloads, but I make the minimum because I procrastinate. No more!
I am currently the head of a summer camp. As summer approaches I have more and more responsibilities piling up which I try to put off. In the end, the camp will suffer. No more!
I am moving to New York in August to begin my tenure as the Mazkir (General Secretary, Executive Director, etc.) of my youth movement. It is a privileged position which I can use to make positive changes in the movement, nay, the world! Or I could procrastinate and let the movement remain stagnant for two years. No more!
In a few hours I am walking to Dan's house for Easter brunch. I will enter a new man. People will see me and bask in the light of...of...what's the opposite of procrastination? The light of getting shit done!
6 comments:
Awe-some, in the true sense of the word
For a second there I thought you were going to say you had converted to Christianity. That would be a change!
Good luck with your, um, shit.
I thought the goal of the progressive labour movement was to work as slowly, unproductively and little as possible. Won't not procrastinating with your youth movement be counterproductive?
*tee hee*
Gil, if you get crucified, and then rise from the dead, I will totally worship You and kill any who reject Your love.
And I think it's idiotic to call the hometown of Mordechai Richler, Leonard Cohen, William Shatner, and Irving Layton the "most Catholic of cities." That's like calling New York "Italian." Or worse, "I-talian."
I will stroll with you down the streets of catholic-ville with you very soon! I hope you'll be into procrastinating some because I sure do want to drink a lot of coffee and play a lot of scrabble!
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