Seriously....I have some of the worst procrastination issues in the world.

I have sooooooo soooo much that I needed to get done this weekend, and I haven't been doing any of it. Instead I play on Ebay (which is never helpful, especially to your bank account) or scour for movies or soundtracks I've always wanted (thanks to the wonderulness that torrent sites bring us these days--I know I know...piracy is bad..yada yada) or go to the Dollar Tree and buy supplies for 'surprises' so that I can go home and be craft and waste even more time. OR go type on my blog about how worthless about getting started on things I am. Anything but start the actual tasks, right?

Today I watched one of my final Meryl Streep films (I only have one left), Dancing at Lughnasa, where she does an amazing portrayle of a righteous bitch. An strict Irish (very good accent as expected) bitch, mind you. But one that you of course love, like all her bitchy ass characters.

Anyways, I don't know why any of that was important. Probably just filling more space and time by rambling. Hmm. I think it must've put me in a very Irish mood though, because then I got dressed and ended up in green pants, with my green Irish cap, and suddenly had the urge to figure out who the hell the band was that played the music in the 3rd Class Dance/Party scene in Titanic, because I really wanted to listen to it.

It's Gaelic Storm by the way, and two of the songs they played are Drowsy Maggie/Blarney Pilgrim, and The Hills of Connemara.

Lately I've been listening to a lot of film scores, instrumental music, and classical pieces. I don't really know why, but it's the latest phase.

Actually I think I could accurately outline a path. I think it started with me being reminded of my love for Hans Zimmer after watching the Holiday. Then of course I waited on pins and needles for the release of the soundtrack. Which I actually saved money for and planned on buying. Only, I randomly came across it on a torrent site one day, so you better believe I was downloading that sucker instantly.

Then of course I also was looking up some music by my other favorite composers for film, including the genius Danny Elfman and Gershwin, and began listening to stuff from not film composers but modern artists who have fabulous music that is often perfect for (and indeed used in) film, like Chantal Kreviazuk, some instrumental Tunstall tracks (I believe she will one day write music for film), etc. and then other songs from Love Actually, Romance & Cigarettes, and Moulin Rouge (not all original, but you gotta love the adaptations with all the strings added).

And in the little preparation I had done the past weekend for my portfolio review I came across my papers I'd written with from all the symphony concerts I attended in London, and kinda went crazy in my guilt of not fully appreciating at the time the priveledge of seeing some of the world's greatest orchestras perform on a weekly basis. So then I was downloading all the songs from all the shows according to which I liked in my reviews of them.

So there, is that an accurate enough explanation, that wasn't even necessary. But that's the track of my mind, and that's also a perfect example of what my mind does, in its attempts to distract my brain from the tasks at hand.

Priorities. I don't think I have any. That's my problem. How do I get some of that stuff, that importance that I can associate with various tasks, so I can 'prioritize'. If it were available for purchase or download online, you could bet that I'd suddenly be looking for that instead of continuing to type here, and end my post. Which is gradually what I'm trying to achieve.

On a random note, one of the songs I've been listening to quite a lot recently, is James Brown's "It's A Man's World". I think originally it was on my brain coming back from break, from seeing it in the Spike TV channel commercials, and then I had to download it along with the rest of the songs I was collecting from John Tuturro's Romance & Cigarettes. And anyways, today I was looking for a video of it on YouTube, and discovered that Christina Aguilera will be singing it at the Grammy's tonight.

Which I had totally forgotten about, but will most likely watch. 1) to see that song, and 2) to continue avoiding work. *Sigh* I'm so predictable.

Or am I really? Is it that I'm not predictable, but at the moment my brain has already decided I will watch the program and forgo homework, so that when it happens I won't feel as guilty about it?

I'm so glad I didn't take any more psychology classes. The psyche is too perplex for me.

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