I started the “internship” this week. The good news is- I can work at home. The bad news is- I can work at home. Seriously, it sounds great, however, it doesn’t matter that I think this case is interesting; it doesn’t matter that I need to do some serious research because I have no idea what I’m doing; it doesn’t even matter that this means I can work in the middle of the night instead of during business hours. What matters is, I’m a procrastinator. I have achieved professional levels of procrastination. I am at the tail end of a two day run of time off from retail hell and I still haven’t written a word of this motion. I have read the entire case file, I have done a boat load of research. It’s all sitting on my couch, right next to my couch potato butt. Why? Because the season finales of my tv shows have been going on for a week now and I decided to watch them all this afternoon. I guess it’s a good think my netflix are running late.
