Something is Wrong with Me

I have always been able to procrastinate with the big boys, but in the last two weeks, I have found a new way to procrastinate that has absolutely no redeemable value.  The galaxy.  Kind of.  

I have been painting every night for two weeks and coming home too tired to do anything important.  Nothing on TV.  I found reruns of Stargate SG-1 on Hulu.  I like sci-fi, and if someone walked up and asked me if I wanted to go for a ride in the space shuttle, I would not even pack, I would just go.  Of course, I would have to run 975576 miles on the way to get in shape, loose 100 pounds and 20 years in order to go, but I am ready. 

So, I started watching this old show that started in 1997.  Where was I that decade? It ran 10 years, but I never heard of it before. I might be a little obsessed. It is all I want to do.  It has been torture all week to have to work, paint, and do homework. It was miserable to focus on the paper I had to write today.  I put it off all week and there was no helping it, I had to write it today.  One night I watched 4 episodes in a row.  I can't focus on anything for that long, what is up with this?  I have always been able to obsess, but this is ridiculous.

As I was writing the paper today, I wondered why I have more interest in watching some old reruns of a sci-fi show than the class that I paid a small fortune for, that I hope will become a part of a new career for me.  What have I learned from this experience?

1.  Richard Dean Anderson was just as cute at 50 as he was at 20.

That's it, that is all I have learned,

Maybe not so Normal Girl