Monday, October 21, 2002 Dear Me, You know perfectly well that writing a journal entry is not going to solve your problems. No matter how many movies you see, no matter how many TV shows you watch, your outline is still going to be due tomorrow. It won't write itself. Sure, take five minutes and point out that the Starbucks they drove past on Boomtown tonight was the Starbucks a mere two blocks from your apartment - the Starbucks, in fact, that you dearly wish was still open. Sure, chortle at the fact that you're not the only one to quote Yoda obsessively. But for the love of Pete, that's it, okay? You have to be up early tomorrow. You have stuff to do. Things to obsess over. Sleep to, well, sleep. So stop downloading music, unplug your laptop, and sit on your bed and finish what you've started. NOW. Your friend, Yourself | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.