Yes, you may accuse me of procrastinating. And yes, you’d be right. You might remind me that I have a barely-started assignment due tomorrow, and that exams are in a month and that I’ve been to an average of 3 lectures all trimester. I’d blame work (which in my defence is actually true), and you’d blame the fact that I’m sitting on the floor listening to a song about watermelons and drawing colourful faces. And I guess you’d have a point.
I don’t know what your Sunday afternoon holds for you, but if it’s something more pure than procrastination, good for you.
if it’s procrastination, then here’s a damn good song about watermelons:
