lilzet pointlessly reblogged Merlin Mann, who had some cute little business-card scrawl which said:
We procrastinate when we’ve forgotten who we are.
…I’m sorry, does that FUCKING MEAN ANYTHING AT ALL?
I knew you’d love this, but I think the *real* reason you’re angry is that I didn’t buy you coffee yesterday. Or that you’re an angry person. Or you’re trying to get my tumblarity up, which I deliberately avoid.
In any case, it means: Oh man, hypothetical dude. So much whining about time and procrastination and whatnot. Maybe you should step back and reflect on whether or not the reason you’re procrastinating is that you just hate your work and aren’t being honest about needing to quit your job/whatever.
I’m almost certain that one is from Inbox Zero.
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