I’m trying to pump up myself to write a piece of text about psychopathy. All three other group members already wrote their part. We’re making a scientific poster titled “Is there a psychopath hidden in your brain?†But, do I even want to know? It’s all very close to home, with a mother who’s been accusing her ex-husband (my dad) of being a psychopath for, like, forever, and, simultaneously, this monkey in my brain, pointing it’s accusative little finger straight at me.
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Currently, I feel much more like revising and criticizing the work of my team mates than actually producing something useful myself.
Let’s clean up my room in healthy, wholesome procrastination spirit.
The initial draft worked out quite well in the end. Now I need to ask myself whether I’ve got enough energy left to revise and criticize the work of the others.
Finally, I’m done with criticizing myself and the others about the content of that psycho poster. Now, I hope that I still have enough time left to get all that psysiology and farmacology stuff crammed into my head before next wednesday!
But, first it’s time to take a piss. Where’s Twitter when you need it?
Did I mention that I love my poster group? The girls are great to work with.
There are enough faces on this page that it could almost be called a face book