Procrastinating

     Okay, it's official. I seriously hate the book The Wordy Shipmates by Sarah Vowell. At first I was kind of like, oh yeah, she has an interesting way of writing. I like this! Yeah, how I naive I was back then. Now that I have to do a book analysis on it and find her thesis, I'm not too keen on this book anymore. Well, I wasn't keen on reading about Puritans and her random tangents about Kennedy in the first place but whatever. I'm really just procrastinating right here because I don't want to write this thing. The paper is sitting right next to me staring me down. Gah, I need to since it's due Friday. And my parents have their movie turned up really loud in the other room so I won't be sleeping. Sigh. Adios! Tissues are essential to success.