Procrastination will be…
the death of me. If someone were to tell me that I needed to go around the world and collect seven different precious relics in thirty days or less for the mighty King of the Daschunds, I’d probably wait until the night of day 28 to start packing my bags and refueling my jet pack. Anyway, I should really be writing a paper on Dadaism, but instead I think I’ll go buy some dinner and check out the Laker game for a while.
