I wrote about 700 words of an essay that's due on Monday last night and I left it for today, planning on finishing it up before I head out and get drunk with my friends. This morning at like 9:30, one of my friends calls me and says he's having a party a big after noon because he didn't do anything last night.
The words have never flown through me so freely as they did after that. I typed out a few hundred words that are probably better than the rest of the essay in like 20 minutes. That's just sad
