April 28, 2002
Sunday

Another day of sleeping in. Another day of depression and writer's block. Didn't get anything done except…

One of my reports/documents for work. There was no way I could looking Monday in the face without getting it done. Of course, I didn't finish it until just after four in the morning. But that doesn't count as being Monday since I hadn't gone to bed yet.

All-in-all though, I've had some terrible unproductive weekends recently. It is as though I can't get anything done until I know that I'm out of time; and I have all the time in the world on weekends. Theoretically.