Reluctance
April 13, 2005 - 10:01pm
I would just like to point out that when there is homework to be done, suddenly one also must do laundry, clean one's desk, dust-off the keyboard, do the dishes, run errands, and do anything, anything, but focus on the task at hand.
One might even update their journal to keep from doing homework.
“Can I just complain for second?”
“Sure.” Abie pauses her phone call with David.
“I hate how every one of these goddamn writing assignments is always like ‘Imagine you're an anthropologist...’. How 'bout, no!?! I don't want to! I would just like to write some stupid research paper and get it over with. I don't want to have to use my creative energy on this!”
Abie explains the situation to David, and relays his answer to me.
“David says, ‘Imagine I'm an anthropologist....Tell them, I would take my own life.’”
We laugh. A lot.
And then I remember I'm supposed to be working.
Ergh.
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